Well, he did it.
This little peanut went and got all big on me.
What used to be 8 pounds and 13 ounces of bouncing baby boy...
...is now 40 pounds of total big guy mayhem.
At 2:32pm this afternoon, Reed officially turned three. Although according to him, he was still two when he went to bed tonight. :) (Alright, so math won't be his strong suit.)
Reed at 3
He is...
imaginative
adventurous
funny
carefree
inventive
sweet
strong-willed
reckless
playful
silly
talkative
happy
dang cute
He likes...
puzzles
orange juice
peas
Addy {oh man, does he love her}
Mickey Mouse
M&Ms
computer games
trains
playdoh
being outside
playing with Drew
making Drew mad
getting into trouble {or so it seems}
He doesn't like...
listening
And that's about it. I'm having a hard time listing what he truly doesn't like. He plays with all of his toys. He eats everything he's given. He's a devious little man, don't get me wrong, but he's really pretty happy-go-lucky, too. Man, he sure has grown up from the refluxy, colicky babe whom no one could make happy.
We celebrated his big day today, complete with his own Mickey Mouse birthday party (more on that in another post). As we were tucking him in tonight he said, "That was a fun party!" --- I'd say he had a pretty great day.
"Hmmmmm....let's see....today I'm 1, 2...
...how do I do that again?...
...oh yeah...THREE!"
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