He is my little buddy. He talks non- stop, still obsesses over trains, loves super heros, toy story (anything pixar actually), is the sweetest and best big brother, almost counts all the way to 20, loves singing/ dancing (hates when I sing or dance) loves his grandparents and hanging out with his uncles. He is a rowdy little boy with so, so, so much energy. He keeps me laughing all day every day. This year he started pre school and he LOVES it. He loves his friends and starting on Sunday he will be a sunbeam in church. Can't believe it. I love him more than I can say. I am so lucky to be his mom.
This year we celebrated his Birthday all weekend. We started out by going to a train track that is set up in a mans backyard down the street. The next day we had a little party at his favorite park, "the train park" where we had cupcakes and went on a train ride (no pinterest parties over here), then went to chick-fil-a for lunch (obviously). And on his actual Birthday we had a Birthday breakfast of whole wheat pancakes and a homemade pizza dinner with family.