I am very tired. So this is what you get.
My boy turned three. Three! The bad news, as far as Jack is concerned: He has to give up the bink. But there is good news! For example, he gets to go sledding down a HILL this year! You can't do THAT when you're two. And of course, there were presents to console him. Presents and two totally kick-ass cakes, made by yours truly:
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Yes, I did teach myself to do that. I did have a book, though. And, happily, Peep and Chirp are made of circles and triangles, so, honestly, they are not all that difficult to draw. You will notice a lack of Quack, who is oval and therefore I can't bake him. Oh, and Chirp should technically be red, but there is a limit to the amount of red food coloring I am willing to add, and that limit is dark pink. (For the uninitiated, these are characters from Peep and the Big Wide World which is Jack's current favorite show and mine too. It's just about the cutest show on earth.)
I'm insanely pleased with myself for making these cakes, and Jack warmed the cockles of my heart by telling me that his favorite part of the birthday was the Peep cake. So it was worth it. And also fun!
Nora was also at the party, but this is a picture from this morning, at four months exactly:
Four months is the age where they just smile all the time. Well, when they're not crying, but you get the drift. Not to brag or anything, but lordy, but I have cute kids.