Nigel turned 3 today! In some ways, it feels like he's been 2 forever, so I've been thinking of him 
as 3 for a while. Despite all the crap the universe dumped on us last year, Nigel has blossomed into an amazing kid. By the time he was 2 he'd already mastered counting to 20 and could recognize and say all of the letters of the alphabet. During this last year he's learned to count to 10 in Spanish and French, skip, put his clothes on and take them off, use the potty, carry on complete conversations, etc. His thirst for knowledge and growth knows no bounds. I'm in awe of how much he can absorb.
We began the big day with a doughnut, juice and a voice mail of my mom and her class singing "Happy Birthday." Next, we took a ride on Thomas the Train. Tim ordered the tickets back in the
fall, so we've been excited about this day for quite some time. Nigel's love of Thomas began with a sweet farewell gift of DVDs 
from his pals Clementine and Gabriel and has been fueled by books from the library. Aunt Nancy and Uncle Dan came over from Plano to join the fun. The train ride was very cool, but in all 
honesty it was secondary to all of the cool stuff nearby: train and Lego tables, a petting zoo, sandbox, temporary tattoos, music, 
bouncey house, etc. The only break he took from 9 a.m. to noon was to say hello to his great-grandma on the phone.
When we finally pulled Nigel away from the fun, we had lunch and spent some time at Nigel's
favorite playground. After a trip to the grocery store to pick up a cake for tomorrow, we opened a massive pile of presents at home. He was so excited to get some super cool stuff, including finger paints, binoculars, clothes, PJs and a remote-control car. And he seems to really dig the Thomas the Train set we got him.
The magical day was capped by a birthday dinner of Nigel's choosing (chicken nuggets and fries) and a cupcake that he and his new pal James decorated yesterday.
For many reasons, Nigel's birthday will always be a little bittersweet, but I'm totally proud to be his mom.
as 3 for a while. Despite all the crap the universe dumped on us last year, Nigel has blossomed into an amazing kid. By the time he was 2 he'd already mastered counting to 20 and could recognize and say all of the letters of the alphabet. During this last year he's learned to count to 10 in Spanish and French, skip, put his clothes on and take them off, use the potty, carry on complete conversations, etc. His thirst for knowledge and growth knows no bounds. I'm in awe of how much he can absorb.We began the big day with a doughnut, juice and a voice mail of my mom and her class singing "Happy Birthday." Next, we took a ride on Thomas the Train. Tim ordered the tickets back in the
fall, so we've been excited about this day for quite some time. Nigel's love of Thomas began with a sweet farewell gift of DVDs 
from his pals Clementine and Gabriel and has been fueled by books from the library. Aunt Nancy and Uncle Dan came over from Plano to join the fun. The train ride was very cool, but in all 
honesty it was secondary to all of the cool stuff nearby: train and Lego tables, a petting zoo, sandbox, temporary tattoos, music, 
bouncey house, etc. The only break he took from 9 a.m. to noon was to say hello to his great-grandma on the phone.
When we finally pulled Nigel away from the fun, we had lunch and spent some time at Nigel's
favorite playground. After a trip to the grocery store to pick up a cake for tomorrow, we opened a massive pile of presents at home. He was so excited to get some super cool stuff, including finger paints, binoculars, clothes, PJs and a remote-control car. And he seems to really dig the Thomas the Train set we got him.The magical day was capped by a birthday dinner of Nigel's choosing (chicken nuggets and fries) and a cupcake that he and his new pal James decorated yesterday.
For many reasons, Nigel's birthday will always be a little bittersweet, but I'm totally proud to be his mom.
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