The little fella celebrates his third birthday today. Above is the front of the card that I made for him — with February misspelled. Grrr. Three years ago as I write this around 7AM, he had already been born. Cuppa and I were wakened in the night. We drove over to the kids house; Cuppa accompanied them to the hospital, and I stayed there to be with the sleeping Nikki Dee. I fell asleep on the couch but not for long because the delivery was so quick, and Cuppa and Dad were soon back home.
He’s always been a good sleeper and still enjoys a good nap on most days, waking up happy and refreshed as the following pictures indicate. Some days, we babysit at their house and some at our house; I took these one day last week at our place. They aren’t sharp, but I think they catch the rosy-cheeked moment well.