Happy Birthday Baby!!

Can you believe it was 3 years ago that my water broke on Christmas Eve and my father in law had to drive me to the hospital to have a baby? It doesn't seem like that much time should have passed. He is my baby still and I want him to stay little! But he isn't.

Today he turns 3. A big boy, one who is ready (if not completely willing) to go potty on the big potty, one who knows his ABCs (if not always in the correct order) and one who has decided that as a big boy he can do everything by himself. I don't know why they call them the terrible twos, it is always the threes that seem to be bad to me. But he is my baby and I will survive this one and he will hopefully make it to four. :)

Some pictures of opening presents this morning...