Three Years Old

My little baby is three! It is really hard to believe- like everyone tells you, time really does fly. I try to cherish it but sometimes, with the new phase we are in, I just cherish nap time or bed time when it means that my three year old will be sleeping (or just being mischevious in his room where I can't see him). I definitely think that the "terrible twos" is a misnomer (at least for Tripp), I think it might be more like the terrible threes for us. But that's ok, when he is not having his moments, he is incredibly sweet, very well spoken and has lots of great thoughts on things. Some of his accomplishments these days- getting dressed by himself, counting objects (he can usually make it to six or seven accurately), recognizing his letters and the sounds some make, and doing some sequencing/patterns. We went to the doctor yesterday and had fun with the new things the three year olds get to do- hearing/vision screening, blood pressure, different scale and height thingy (yes that is the technical term) and BMI calculation. The results are in-

Weight:  37 lbs, 91%
Height: 40 1/4 inches, 94%
BMI: 52%
Blood Pressure: 102/66
Vision (not actually done because he is seen by an ophthalmologist)
Hearing: Right ear- okay Left ear- retest (only because he has been sick and has fluid on that ear)

After a pretty rough actual birthday (which concluded with Tripp telling me that I had ruined his birthday), we redeemed it the next day with a great third birthday party. There was not a whole lot of planning done on my part because I just really did not have the energy but thankfully all Tripp wanted to do was go to the fire station and the park with a few friends of his choosing. So last Saturday we headed up to the first station with our friends and the rest I could not have planned better. Our favorite crew was on duty and since it was a Saturday, they don't have any of their regular things (like paperwork, etc) that they have to do. So we were there for about an hour and half and the kids got to check out the equipment, try on gear, and best of all- eat lunch and cake in the station, with the firefighters, at their big table. I really could not have planned it better if I had tried. Tripp is blessed to have such great little friends, and I am thankful for their parents and their friendships in our lives.