Happy Birthday, Mr Three!

It was a funny old birthday.  Thank goodness we'd undercooked it, because Seb's been pretty unwell the last couple of days and was only just coming right.  As it was he still managed to hurl after only two mouthfuls of dinner and a half a cup of heavily watered-down L&P, and his birthday cake's untouched.

But for all that I think he had a nice day.  I got to spend it with him, which was a super-special treat.  We did lots of garden time and playing with water and generally pottering about; the tractor came and cut the grass in the meadow behind us, which is always fun; and he had a lovely time playing with all his new toys.  We watched Toy Story snuggled up under his new Buzz Lightyear blanket and he was happy and charming and dear.  I had several moments today when I teared up from sheer weight of love.

I have more pictures but they'll wait till Sunday.  For now, this one's for Will!