Delicious Ambiguity: Happy Third Birthday, Skogen!

Skogen!

You are THREE years old! It doesn't seem possible. Just yesterday I was pregnant with you, fighting for a chance at a VBAC, then just a short time later, I was holding you in my arms, so surprised at how big you were and how much you could eat at just a few hours old. Then fast forward a little bit further and you were running around for your first birthday, wearing a t-shirt that said, "Skogen #1." Your two year birthday we spent at our house with Grandma and I will always remember that birthday because we gave you a train table. I will never forget how you stayed up later than Maida and got to help Daddy put it together. Then when you woke up in the morning, Daddy had built a train on the table and when you saw it, your eyes lit up in excitement.

We had planned on spending your third birthday with your best friend, Grant, and his family, but your sister got sick the night before your birthday, so we decided just to celebrate with Bumpa and Grandma (who you called on the phone the week before and invited to your house for your birthday). Grandma made you the traditional Kinkel birthday cake (you insisted that it be blue and green) and we decorated with transformers (your request!). You ripped into your presents before anyone could hardly take any pictures and wanted to eat cake before we even got through dinner!

We love you so much, Skogen! I really hope that your third birthday was everything you hoped for and that you cherished the presents, the special phone calls, and the wonderful family time we had. I don't even want to think about you turning FOUR, that is waaaaaaaaaaaay too old!

You are so special to me, Skogen, and I hope you are always my little boy.

Love,

Mommy

Pictures from the big night.... (I have no idea why some of them of sideways!)