My son's 3rd birthday

It was a birthday weekend here at the Germsheid residence. Unfortunately, I came down with something pretty nasty and was really sick all week, so when the weekend came, I thought my son’s 3rd birthday was Saturday when it was really Sunday.

It all worked out in the end and we had a nice, quiet little birthday party for him with a few family members and a delicious Dairy Queen Ice Cream cake! I found it a bit funny that the cake was decorated with American decorations when we live in Canada, but oh well.

When I look at these birthday pictures, I’m amazed at how far we’ve come. It doesn’t seem like that long ago when that little bum turned sideways the day I was induced into labour and I had to have an emergency cesarean section. Now he’s getting so big I can barely lift him without having heart palpitations.

Birthday #3 didn’t involve too much “cake-face”. Ice cream cakes are notoriously messy but I’m pretty impressed that we didn’t end up with more of a sloppy mess. Birthday #1 was a bit dirtier.

Birthday #2 was somewhere in the middle.

We didn’t do anything big or fancy, but we enjoyed it all the same. Having a small get-together like we did makes it special for us since we like to spend time with close family.

A new bed was a pretty exciting gift for him and he’s now spent two nights in a big boy bed instead of a crib. The transition could not have been easier. I must say though that he was equally excited about the Curious George gitchies I bought him – so if you’re looking for a gift idea for a little boy, buy him some underwear!