3 years old

Happy birthday to my little guy!  Hard to believe that three years ago, this was you:

And now:

Three years old, with very definite ideas about things that you do and don’t like.  You don’t like eating still (seriously, child, you ate half a chocolate cupcake today and then wandered away, bored), though you are far better at sleeping these days (apart from those darned night terrors and nightmares).  You love your trains and cars, Thomas especially, and you can name pretty much all of the engines from the series.  You love Superman, Batman and Iron Man, even though you have no real idea who they are.

You care about other people deeply.  You give huge cuddles, and love to hold people’s hands.  You say hello to pretty much everyone when we’re up at the shops.  You have your wobbly moments, but they are few and far between.  You also love your kitty, who has just realised that you’re old enough to know what you’re doing and will give you a light scratch when you’re tormenting loving her.  You love books, and you could happily be read to for hours.  You adore My Neighbour Totoro, and your current favourite movies in the world are WALL-E and Ponyo.  You love playgrounds, though you’re always a bit hesitant on slides.  You’ve just gained your confidence swimming, and are starting to do a pretty good dog paddle.

Another year and you’ll be in kindergarten.  And everything will change.  I don’t mind, as long as you continue to be the happy kid you are right now.  Though hopefully you’ll learn to eat soon

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.