ok I know I've been a horrible blogger...
but George turned 3 last month and we just happened to be in Florida over that weekend so he had a lovely birthday complete with a picnic on the beach and digging in the sand. For him it was the best birthday imaginable. He was having such an obviously wonderful time that when we were at the airport on the way home, a group of women saw him and recognized him as "George from Barefoot Beach!"
I can hardly believe he is so big! He sleeps in a big boy bed now (no small miracle given his sleep history), and is kinda-sorta potty trained. It all happened so fast I sometimes can't recognize this young man that lives in my house and can take care of himself in so many respects. Fortunately he is still the same snuggly kid he always was so I still get lots of hugs and kisses and cuddles, otherwise I'd be REALLY lost. One of my favorite things about this current stage is that he likes me to lie down next to him and sing lots of songs to help him fall asleep. His current favorites are "Come Thou Fount," "Jingle Bells" and "Old McDonald."
