Mitchell turned three last week. Here is Mitchell, holding up his fingers and saying, "I'm Three."
There were so many gifts from the grandparents and Mommy and Daddy that he was running back and forth starting to open one and then another. He would ask for help opening one, and then get distracted and run off.
He liked his cake, actually, the frosting, but he wouldn't blow out the candles. He has an aversion to fire.
We got him some more Play-Doh, including an "extruder" for making spaghetti and that sort of thing. It has several little templates. It also came with many cutters that would actually work really well for Christmas cookies. There's a great alligator cutter.