Happy Birthday Jack!

So these are my boy's birthday pancakes. Don't laugh- weilding pancake batter at 6:45 am is no easy task!

So Jack is 3....3! I can't believe that I've been a parent that long! He has grown so much in the past year, he's becoming a little man. I remember being pregnant with him and wishing for a little boy, wishing for Jack. When the doctor said the words: "It's a boy!" I felt as if my heart exploded into a thousand bits. I could go on forever about how he makes my heart smile, but I'll just tell you a little story from last night...

The end of the day was here and poor Oliver was not tolerating his shot very well. Despite the dose of Tylenol, Ollie was a wreck. I went to turn on the TV and the damn thing was broke. No Fox Philly at 5, sad baby, and it just got worse from there.
I started to make dinner and Ollie was crying, I looked around the house thinking about no matter how much I straighten, it just looks like a pit by 8 pm...I just started to pile it on in my head. Then I heard a voice-"...you make me happy, when skies are gray, you'll never know dear how much I love you..." I look up to see Jack looking at me singing and smiling. He just knew what I needed. I love my little boy!
Happy Birthday Jack Henry!