I'm three! This is the first year I've really understood that a birthday is special. I kept telling people in my class (and anyone who would listen) that my birthday was coming.
On my birthday I got up early and asked for my presents. Alden wrapped them in Christmas paper and hid them for me. We went to Outback just as I asked for lunch, but then I didn't touch my food. When we got home we had digger cake. I had more fun making a mess of it than eating it.
Alden decorated my room with streamers.
Today I didn't cry at swim class and Mommy even caught me smiling.
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Wishes over digger cake. |
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A festive mess. |
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No tears! |
/Trent
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