That’s right, today is my baby boy’s third birthday. He made it, in part, because he’s so darned cute. I hope his day is going well and he’s enjoying some cupcakes at daycare. Sunday, I gave him a vanilla Frappuccino from Starbucks (pictured); always a favorite. We’ve only just recently gotten him to actually hold up his fingers to tell you how old he is. Unfortunately, he can’t separate the pinky out, so he’s telling you he’s four. Well, eventually he will be and that skill will be useful then. We’re just going to stay focused on potty training for right now.