He's THREE.

This kid was made to be three. (And I love his eyebrows.)

I wasn't terribly excited about covering the house with balloons and streamers the night before his birthday, but Rick insisted. When Carson woke up that morning and saw the display, I decided it was worth it. He still talks about waking up and seeing yellow streamers and knowing it was his birthday. Guess we will keep up that tradition!

Carson's Grandma GJ sent this great package with lots of Christmas-y birthday presents. Carson had his own tiny tree to decorate, a nativity to play with, and other fun things. We had a great time with that package!

We gave Carson a baseball tee.

He had a party with just a couple of neighbor friends.

Everett had the best one-liner at the party. He pointed to Jamie's belly and said, "BALL."

We played games like Pin-the-Wheel-on-the-Tractor, and one that Rick made up where the kids were bulldozers racing to push their balloons across the floor. We ate sandwiches shaped like trucks, and the much-anticipated digger cake. I don't really want to talk about the cake. It kept falling apart, and I should have put a layer of fondant over it but decided to just quit while it was still standing. Oh well; our big three-year-old was very happy with the cake and his birthday!