Pooky, Age 3

Pooky's 3rd birthday was a success! He was a happy kid, spoiled rotten by Lightning McQueen. We hardly took any pictures - Ray claims that he had to put the camera down so that he could open the new toys for Pook. :)


Hooray for presents!









Our Lightning McQueen cake - I was happy how it turned out. Thanks Ray, for helping me.



Have I mentioned how cool Pooky is?? I love the way he is obsessed with cars and trucks. The ongoing construction around our house provides endless entertainment for him.

I love the way he is constantly wants hugs and kisses, and says, "You know what Mommy? I love you...". And I will say back "I love you too." And he will keep repeating "I love you too." Because he has to have the last say.

I love how he has watched the movie Cars 80,000 times and can recite the lines with the movie.

I love watching him be kind and sharing with Emmy and Mr. K (my daycare kiddo). He gives hugs to friends when they are sad. Everyone is his best friend. And he can always, always make me smile, even when I am grumpy.

I love the way Pooky lifts up my shirt to see my big baby belly, closes one eye and peers at my belly button as though it is a peephole, then says "Hi Baby!".

Even though it makes me sad, I love how when I have to leave him to go someplace, he gets upset because he "won't be able to see me there". And then when I come home, whether I was gone for 2 hours, or I just walked out to the mailbox, I get a "Mommy!!!" and a huge hug to let me know I was missed.

I love the way he likes to sleep in our bed, and has claimed the middle of the bed as "his spot".

And if something is hurting him, whether it is a boo-boo, or the tag on his shirt is itchy, he says that "it is ouching me".

Yep, he is a sweetie. I could go on and on about all the sweetness.... he is definitely my boy. :)