I'm not quite sure where all of the time went, but our rarely-quiet, firecracker Ryan celebrated his third birthday last week. I frequently call Ethan "Ryan" because it feels like he should still be my baby. Yet, Ryan is proud to call himself the "middle man" now, is mostly potty trained (except over night), and is learning to write his letters. He prefers to do most things himself, and while it scares me, he is usually fearless and ready to take on the world! :o)
Ryan was very excited the morning of his birthday party - Pop-Pop brought him a special birthday boy crown, which he loved, and some Batman balloons.
Helping to make his birthday cake. I thought a fork was a better option than the hand mixer...
The finished product for our shark-loving boy.
A little pinata action. Poor Sponge Bob...
And time for some presents! Don't be fooled by the tameness of the photo - the surrounding kiddos quickly inched in and offered their suggestions for how to unwrap the rest of his gifts. :o)
Showing off his new Mickey jammies - a perfect fit!
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