Happy third birthday, Connor! Connor crashed Graham's baseball practice, taking over 2nd base and hoarding balls, then moved along to drawing sharks on the sidewalk and playing tug-of-war with police tape with Graham and Lily (city kids...). After that excitement, we headed home for "kitty cat ice cream cake" with Daddy.
Connor is a ridiculous, boisterous, tough, snuggly kid who strikes up conversations with strangers everywhere we go, settles himself into new environments without the slightest trouble or request for assistance, believes that the quickest way to finish his dinner is to stuff all of it in his mouth at one time, choking concerns be damned, and finally poops in the potty consistently! He still sleeps with his blankets stuffed in his mouth. He rolls with the big kids and is standing up for himself more and more. We've been working on how to hold up three fingers on one hand, and he figured it out just in time. We love you Connor!