The Third Birthday

I always expect that something miraculous would happen on his birthday. As if when he turns a year older, he would start doing something that would show how much older he is. Like take a bath by himself or recite the constitution. But every year, he just looks like the same little guy. It's when we are not looking that Jack just seems to have grown up by himself.
We were telling Jack that once it is his third birthday, that he would no longer wear diapers. Just underwear and go to the potty all the time. The whole day he wore underwear. And around 11 am, he peed in the potty. I gave him the biggest hug and gave him the biggest smile. He looked a bit surprised that he was actually doing what we have been telling him to do this whole time. I thought, easy peasy. We've got this!!!!
Later on at his party, he was doing the dance in my pants, I gotta go dance. My sister pointed it out and by the time I got to him, it was a bit too late. So this potty training business is going to take a whole lot longer than we expected. As with every lesson, Jack will just automatically go to the potty one of these days. And we will find ourselves wondering what it was like to change a diaper.

• Jack got a huge bed for his birthday. A present from my parents. A huge bed means a twin size. He looks so small in the bed yet he stretches out his arms and legs and takes up the whole space. He still comes to our bed at night. Another lesson that we have to learn.

• He got lots of toys for his birthday. I think he is set for the next two Christmases and birthdays. His best gifts was Jessie from Toy Story and a toy laptop. He talks to Jessie at night before he goes to bed. And asks to play on the laptop when he wakes. Thanks Auntie Jill and Tia.

• The most practical and best gifts that I think he got was socks and clothes. Losing your socks in the laundry is annoying, losing your child's socks in the laundry is just plain frustrating. Thanks Tia Diana. Just what the mama and papa ordered.