Three years

My little buddy boy turned three yesterday.  He kicked off the festivities by biting his sister first thing in the morning, ensuring that the day could only go up from there.

We had a very small family gathering and he was perplexed when he ripped open a gift and saw a label maker box.  I mean, what kid doesn't want to look professional? 

Lucky for Griffin, his grandparents stuffed a bunch of cool dino toys inside the box.  Merely for transport, they assured him.

This is the dino cake his grandmother made for him.

And here he is acting shy while we sung "Happy Birthday."

His "big gift" from us was a little scooter which he took to like a fish to water.  Wavey got a little jealous of all the wheel-around fun, so we dusted off her bike from last summer to play with...

 ...and realized that we need to go bike shopping again soon.

Reminds me of a circus bear on a little bike.