My baby boy is 3!! He is potty trained, he is going to a big kid's school, his speech is amazing, where did the baby go???? Ok, I grabbed a tissue and am now ready to face reality. This morning, we started off by looking at a very creative and thoughtful gift that Potter made for Caleb. He did this totally on his own, no prompting from me or Dave. He took a bunch of pictures of Caleb (and Molly and Potter) put them on his bulletin board (which he cleaned off his things from) and then cut out some number 3s and set it up for Caleb to see when he came in the family room this morning for breakfast. Being the center of attention is sometimes hard, so Caleb refused to come to the table to eat, decided to hide on the floor (see photo below), but then Dave rallied him to come and put on the crown that Molly gave to him and they all happily ate Granny's famous Blitzkuechen for breakfast.
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