Word on the street is that people in Atlanta are staging an uprising if I don't blog soon. I'm nothing if not a man of the people, so here you go. Let's see, since I last wrote, I turned three. It was a week-long celebration with a steady stream of parties, grandparents, and presents. We kicked things off three days before the big day when Granddaddy and Tena flew in to start celebrating. On Friday, I had a big party at school. Mommy brought in Thomas cupcakes for my entire class. It was so cool! It looked like one big cake, but it was really 12 cupcakes put together with Thomas, Percy, and James on top. Saturday morning was the big party! Matthew, Lauren, and Andrew came to my house for a Diego Rescue Adventure Party. We ate Chick-Fil-A nuggets, made animal visors, and went on an animal rescue adventure to find all kinds of animals who had gotten lost trying to make it to my birthday party! Once we finally rescued all of the camels, elephants, monkeys, and skunks that needed rescuing, we celebrated by decorating our very own train cakes. It was really cool. Then, on my actual birthday, we had a Lightning McQueen birthday cake! Really, it doesn't get much better than that.
Eating Lunch with Lauren
Making our Animal Visors
My best friend, Andrew, and the Train Cake Mommy Made
Blowing Out the Candles
The Train Cake I Made!
The Aftermath
I love presents
The Police Officer Costume Granddaddy Gave Me (Mommy says I look like one of the Village People).
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