Our little
Bodie turned 3 today. It's a little hard for me to believe. Three years ago Papa Bob drove me to the hospital (long, but funny story).
It's amazing how much having kids changes your life. He has helped me laugh harder, appreciate more, acquire (lots) more patience, and feel more deeply. He was tested and will continue to test my limits.
Bodie has shocked me many times, with many things.
Our little (or not so little) man brightens our day and the world is a happier place because of him.
His birthday didn't start off too good however. He came into our room early in the morning because of the thunder. Then he rolled out of our bed, which sharply woke him up. But early presents and a birthday breakfast fixed everything! He got a baseball mitt, a
watch, a garbage truck, and a Buzz
Lightyear.
Buzz glows in the dark, so we had to lock ourselves in the pantry to see him in action. I LOVE the shine from his tooth :)
Then
Bodie and Daddy went for a swim before dinner.
After a nice dinner, it was home to give the new footer...I mean scooter, a try.
Ginger was tattooed, by the birthday boy, with our address stamp. Too bad for her, even if she tried to runaway from this nut house, now her "return address" tattoo will get her right home!
Happy Birthday
Bubba boy...we love you!!