Three-year-old son

Presents to unwrap, tractor for scooping cake crumbs

Airplanes to fly, racecar for zooming along

"fancy cars" to see equal birthday fun for a three year old.

"I'm one!"

Robert Jay turned one on Sunday.

Here we are, Mikey waiting for Robbie to be up from his nap, and me in my fancy apron from Mexico, I believe.

First, presents

then the cake--yellow cake with hidden pumpkin puree and very visable polka-dots. 

Robbie dabbled in the cake at first...

and then he picked up the whole scoop of ice cream we gave him and ate it, then grabbed chunks of cake with both fists. 

It was a wonderful birthday mess, for a wonderful birthday boy.

Spring!

The kids and I got a glimpse of spring yesterday.

As Emily would say , it was "warmacito".

 Spring has not quite sprung; just the kids were springing away 

at our favorite park for climbing, jumping, and getting dirty. 

They had so much fun playing, 

and I was content to watch them and remember 

the many adventures I once had when I was in their muddy shoes.