I can't believe my baby is turning three!
Birthdays are always rough for me. I'm happy, but at the same time, I get very sad that the time passes so quickly. Rhys is such a joy - he's sweet, funny and so sensitive. I'm enjoying watching him grow from a baby into a boy, but I miss my tiny little Rhyscake. We may have had a hard time his first year, but all of his crying sure bonded us. I wouldn't change a thing.
We've already had a couple of mini-celebrations for Rhys's birthday. Yesterday, Mamar came over and gave Rhys a drum for his birthday. He absolutely loves it! He appeared in my bedroom at 6am banging his new drum. Luckily, Griffin and I were already awake. Today, Papa, Ronnie, and Linah came over, and they were kind enough to bring a Bob the Builder cake! We sang and Rhys got to blow out the candles. Linah brought Rhys a Spiderman mask and gloves that make web spinning noises. I'm guessing I'll be making many store trips with Spiderman in the near future! ;-) Papa and Ronnie contributed money toward the sandbox that we're building for the backyard. We're expecting the sand to arrive tomorrow afternoon, and I imagine that the truck dumping the sand in our driveway will be the best present ever for Rhys! I can't wait to see his face when his very favorite thing - a dump truck - appears in front of our house!
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