My baby is THREE!!!

He's all grown up...
But I still see this when I look at him!

He may not look like a baby to any of you, but he is such a sweet little guy... the same guy that was just a baby a couple of years ago. We always get so excited when he learns something new, but there is a part of me that wishes he would stay small forever. Yesterday he was so excited about his birthday and was being very logical about it. "I'm three now so I guess I better protect Ava more and always be SO nice to her." This cracked me up, too. I went in to see him before he took a nap and he was carefully examining his cup. The boy has had a sippy cup addiction that we are trying to break, so the rule has been that nothing besides water can go in a sippy cup. He looked at me and then his cup and said, "I was sitting here looking at my cup and I thought, 'I have water in my cup... and I really WANT milk in my cup. But I know I need water in my cup because now I am three... and three-year-olds don't get milk in sippy cups.' " His train of thought was so funny.
We had so much fun at his party. By then end of the night, he was walking around Chuck E. Cheese's like he owned the place. Right when he woke up today and I asked him how he was doing and he said, "Well, I'm three..."
He is such a delight to us every day. He is very positive and SO happy. He has a genuine concern for others and is so sweet to his baby sister. We are lucky to have such a smart, fun, and oh-so-cute child... And I guess I'll have to let him grow up. We often have a conversation about how big he is getting and I tease him and tell him he's my baby. He laughs and says, "No, I'm a KID!" But when he is in a really sweet mood he tells me out of the blue, "I'm your baby, mommy..." And he doesn't understand it (and won't, I'm sure, until he has a baby of his own), but he always will be my baby.