The Little Sir’s Birthday Marathon

The Little Sir turned 3.

It’s been nearly a month and I still can barely believe it.

So we sang, we ate, we partied, we ate some more.

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And then we celebrated with Grammie, Poppy and Aunt Erin Wright at the Alamance County Children’s Museum.

Cook-out shakes included, of course!

Because, duh.

And then Nena and Pops Plaxico arrived for more birthday festivities!

They did, that is,

until the Little Mister threw up.

All night.

All over the place.

All hands on deck.

And so Nena and Pops went home.

(Wah wah…)

And then – after a week of buckets and baths and clorox and caffeine – they came back again!

(Woo woooooooo!)

We embraced the Little Sir’s inner Train Conductor

And went to celebrate some MORE at the NC Transporation Museum!

With a real train ride included!

That place is awesome.

Lil Sir Conductor APPROVED, even.

And then it was time to eat some more!

Because, duh.

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We had a great day, with a very contented Birthday Boy (Engineer).

And then

the Little Sir threw up…

Little Mister

Elliott has been sick all weekend. To keep him occupied, and away from the other kids while he recovers and is still contagious, he has been watching shows in a room nearly continuously all weekend.

On Sunday night he is sufficiently recovered to join us for dinner. He eats a little, picks at the rest, and then suddenly bursts in to tears. He is inconsolable. We ask if he wants something else, fruit, crackers, juice, anything we can think of. He angrily just shakes it all off. We keep asking and he keeps crying.

Finally after much cajoling, he cries out, “I’M SO BORED!”