All of a sudden, out of the blue, our baby turned three. Three. I’m still a little shocked. I’m not sure what it is, but three just sounds SO much older than two.
Last year Tom had to go TDY on his actual birthday so Brendan and I started a tradition of birthday pancakes. Unfortunately, he had a terrible cold and cough that kept him (and us) up most of the night for several nights last week. Thursday he stayed home sick. Tom and I had both planned to be off to spend his birthday with him, but he was feeling too yucky to do much of anything. So we hit up the Burger King drive-thru and brought pancakes home.
He’s mighty spoiled. He couldn’t decide between Cinnamon Toast Crunch and Cocoa Puffs the next morning. Since it was his birthday weekend, we let him have both. And then his daddy let him have a cupcake. At breakfast.
Finally! Time to party!
When I called the bowling alley to check prices, the deal was sealed when I was told he would get a personalized pin to take home with him. This kid bowls all the time, including in the shower with shampoo bottles as pins. I knew he would think his very own pin was super cool. He absolutely loved his bowling alley cake!