Yesterday my baby boy turned 3. I'm still a little emotional, so I'll save the baby pictures for another day. I remember my mom saying when I was little that SHE felt lots older on each of my birthdays, and now I know exactly what she meant. :) I can't believe its been 3 years since we brought our little blue bundle home from the hospital. He was such a good little thing, even though he didn't cuddle as much as I would've liked. Now he's a beautiful 3 year old boy, and so sweet and kind (when he wants to be!). Obviously, he has his "moments," but I still wouldn't trade him for anything or anyone in the world. :) He got a "fix-it box" from his Auntie Katie. He tells me every morning, "Mom, I"m gonna fix sumpin today." Today it was my bed... tomorrow?