Last Wednesday, on Luke's actual birthday, we celebrated as a family. We dropped Em off with grandma so we could have some special time with just the birthday boy. First stop was Goofy's Kitchen for breakfast. Luke loved getting to eat a cupcake at 9:30 in the morning. (And mommy died a little inside.You only turn 3 once, right?) Up next was a trip to the Lego store at Downtown Disney. It was our intention to buy him a new set of Duplo Legos but it turns out Luke has every. single. set. that was available for purchase at the store. Can we say spoiled? So Plan B led us to the Disney store where he picked out a miniature monorail and also a miniature parking lot tram. He was in heaven!
Later that evening we had both sets of grandparents and Auntie Jo over for a pizza party. Luke got a few more presents including a flatbed trailer and backhoe and wait for it, his very own shop vac. Yes, a real working shop vac from Home Depot. He kept asking for one for his birthday... just don't turn it on. We only PRETEND to play with the REAL shop vac. Makes perfect sense to a 3 year old I'm sure.
A 3 year check up last Friday was our last official piece of 3 year old business. Luke weighs 33 pounds and is 37 inches tall. We think. The scale didn't scare us this year like it did last, but as soon as the measuring stick thing hit the top of his head for his height he instantly became a wet noodle. And no amount of bribes or mommy showing him it wasn't scary or painful was going to make him get anywhere near the ruler again. Oh well. He's 50% for height and weight - perfect!
The trip ended with a finger stick to check his iron which did not go over well. Luke had only ONE finger pricked and yet he refused to use his ENTIRE right hand until about 6pm Friday night. What can I say? He's drama like his mama.
We are so blessed that our little man is a healthy and happy 3 year old and we can't wait to see what this next year will bring!
I've taken a picture of Luke with this chalkboard sign every year on his actual birthday in front of the same wall in our house. After 3 years I can definitely say it's a yearly tradition and one I look forward to every year. It's hard to imagine someday that sign will say, 5, 8, 10, 16 - you think he will still let me take his picture when he turns 30? Just kidding... Not really...