Happy Birthday Matthew!

You're 3! I keep asking you how old you are and you say, "Two." Then I say, "No, you're three!" and you look at me like I'm crazy, but then you say, "Three?"

We had a great weekend with PawPaw and Gina here. We ate at PF Chang's for your birthday (which you love). You got multiple Buzz Lightyears, all of which are different and do different cool things. You have a little trouble saying, "To infinity and beyond!" and it comes out "Fruity in the 'ard!" So cute. You also walk up to us with Buzz and state, "I am Buzz Lightyear and I come in peace."

Yesterday we ate at Fitz's (Brandon's choice) and went downtown to the Arch. We came home and you played with your birthday toys, which are a mixture of stuff that doesn't seem to go together, but you make it work. You got a kitchen set from us, with pots and pans and play pizza. In the pans you put the army guys and dinosaurs that PawPaw and Gina brought you and Woody and the Buzzes go in the little kitchen refrigerator.

You got a bicycle from PawPaw and Gina, which I thought might be too big for you, but you got up on it and rode it so well! You are fearless, so the next purchase will be a helmet and knee and elbow pads. Maybe a chain mail suit. I don't know.

Today you went to the big boy class at church and you carried your pull-ups and class pages in your new alligator backpack. You were so serious about it, too. You kept up with it yourself and wore the backpack properly at all times. You did try to put the remainder of the birthday cake in your backpack, I assume to share with your friends but I caught that before you got out of the kitchen with it.

Happy birthday! Mama, Daddy and Brandon love you!