I took Sammy to meet his preschool teacher Mrs. Haider yesterday. I can't believe he's old enough to go, somehow he seems SO much younger than Ben did when he started! Here are some pictures of the big event, and then I'll let him tell you all about it!
I had a pretty awesome party the day after my real birthday. Mommy and Daddy got me a cool tractor cake. I had fun blowing out the candles and then I got to play with all the toys on it. It tasted pretty good too, of course, I only eat the icing part. Mommy ate my cake part for me.
Mommy and Daddy were pretty busy, so I decided to save them the trouble of getting everyone together for opening my presents. I managed to open the one from Mommy and Daddy before anyone noticed. I'm not sure why Mommy seemed to think I should have waited. It's not like I opened some other kid's present! It was for me right? So I opened it.
We banged up my piñata till all the candy fell out. I wore my helmet for safety. And because it looks cool. I'm all about looking cool.
Yup, it was a pretty good time. I had all my best buddies there. It's too bad I can't have a party every day. Good thing I still get one more! 
Saturday was your birthday. I had a hard time convincing you that you are three years old now. You kept insisting that you were just little, and only two. It took a while for you to take hold of the idea that you are getting "bigger and bigger and bigger" just like Benny. It's okay. I can hardly believe that you are three myself, you still seem like my little baby. It helps that you have a new teeny tiny sister though. She makes you seem a lot bigger.
Your Gramma Willems and your Uncle Dale came to visit you. You had fun playing with them in the backyard. Then we let you pick the restaurant we went to for your birthday supper. It was very busy at Boston Pizza and all of us tried to talk you into going somewhere else, but you just love "Bosson Pizza" way too much to settle for anywhere else but the place with your favorite meal... Bugs and Cheese.
It worked out okay anyways. And you even got a fancy free dessert because your Gramma Willems was sure to tell the waitress that you were the birthday boy. You were pretty awed by the sparkler that topped off your giant cookie, a little too awed to smile for a picture anyways, and true to regular Sammy style you only ate the whip cream, but I thought it was a nice end to your birthday dinner. (And your daddy seemed to enjoy finishing off what you left behind.)
After supper we went home and finished off our last-minute jobs that had to get done for your party. We got your "yada" ready. (You picked it yourself at Walmart the day before. Mommy tried to talk you out of the princess yada, but Daddy said we should let you pick the one you liked. So we did. And I have to confess, seeing you so pleased with your pretty pink pinata is pretty adorable in my eyes. And even though I usually like things to be matchy matchy, I can't help but think that a Princess/Transformer/Spiderman/Dora/Tractor birthday party is just perfect for my favorite little fried egg.) 
After stuffing your yada with all our leftover parade candy from last summer you opened your birthday present from Mommy and Daddy and then the present from Gramma Willems and Uncle Dale and Uncle Neil. I think you had a pretty good day, and you hadn't even had your party yet! I kind of wish we could do it all over again in a month or two when I have more time and energy to enjoy it with you and make an even bigger fuss over you. You're such a special little guy with such an amazingly fun personality. You make your mommy laugh and smile all the time and so there's a part of me that would like to make sure you get your every little heart's desire, especially on your birthday. You're growing up so fast, when you hug me you feel so big and strong already... Sometimes I wish I could slow things down and keep you as my little baby forever. But I can't, and I have to confess, I'm dying to see what you're going to come up with next... I know it will be 100% original and completely wonderful.
I love you so much Boo Boo. Happy Birthday!
I've decided that I like babies. Mostly, just to bug Ben. (He hates it when he has to wait while I have a turn holding them.) Pretty much, my policy is to want anything Ben wants and to try and take it from him. 
I have to admit, they are kind of cute though...
You know what I like even more than liking babies to bug Ben? Acting like a burnout with that guy. He's funny, and sometimes he gets such great ideas of things to do... Especially in the bath.
I'm a little smarter than Ben though. I took my suction cup off my forehead before it gave me a hickey. Ben still has a red circle a day later.
Pfft. He's not as good at doing dumb stuff and hiding the evidence afterwards as I am.
