My baby boy is turning three this weekend. THREE. When did THAT happen?
We had our family birthday party for him last Saturday at my oldest sister’s and brother-in-law’s house, which was supposed to include swimming again, but unfortunately that part got stormed/rained out. I think Oliver had a great time anyway though, judging from all the smiles.
He and I are having a Mommy-Oliver make-up swim day tomorrow, and then we’re celebrating his real birthday on Saturday. The best part is that my boss is on vacation, so I get to spend the entire week with Oliver! It’s his last birthday as our only child, so why not make it last as long as possible? I know I’m trying to.