Today my baby boy is 3 years old. I say it every year, but it’s hard to believe that tiny little guy we brought home from the hospital is now this big, talking, running, stubborn, cuddly big boy. Unfortunately, he is sick on his b-day this year. He’s been sick for a little over a week but last night he seemed to get much worse so he’s heading in to see the doctor at 4:30. Poor thing. We are still going to have his Grandma over to open gifts, order pizza (Monkey’s fave!), and eat cake and ice cream. We were going to hold off until he’s feeling better, but he’s had such a miserable week I thought it might cheer him up to get some new stuff to play with and of course eat cake!