Resident story-teller, lover of snacks and his thumb, sassy and sweet, fearless and fun...our Sawyer Eames turned 3!

We celebrated at a park in Billings a week before his actual birthday with Grammie Schuyler, the Wilsons, Grammie and Papa Myers and Aunt Meg. I bought cupcakes from the fancy-schmancy cupcake shop...they were quite tasty but the $3/piece price tag was lost on the little people.

Back in Bozeman, we celebrated on his actual birthday (well, actually, the day before...the weather was due to turn crummy on his birthday) at the splash park with our friends. We enjoyed a picnic dinner on a hot, sunny afternoon.

The lovely Naomi holding my babe. I am thankful, this time around, that my friends do NOT also have an infant. They are so helpful and come to my aid before I even have to ask.

Oh, boy. Boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Two of my children are cautious when it comes to water, one is not. Guess who. He's waiting for that cone full of water to dump on his head.

Chocolate Zucchini cake with chocolate icing. I got a little carried away while drizzling the icing. Look at Silvy's face. He is serious about his desserts. (Aside: Matt started calling Sawyer "Silver" a while back. I think due to his silver-ish hair color. It morphed into Silvy and Silverson. We're weird.)

Our Silvy.

Three is...

riding your bike using the pedals - no more flinstone feet

burrowing into your "nest" on the couch to watch Curious George in the morning

using the phrase, "For the record..." correctly and emphatically

Saying "Pwease" and "Fanx"

fighting bad guys, snakes, and spiders like a ninja

being obsessed with super-heroes

sneaking up on your mom and then giggling, "Just teasin' ya." 

difficult and wonderful and exhausting and comical

Sawyer Eames, we love you so!