Lijah turned three today. He was cogniscant of the fact, even though he didn't get a party (yet). It helped that his brothers showed a charming level of birthday loving kindness; here's Zion giving him the homemade present he made for him last week (!).
Harvey hadn't actually made a present in advance, but he quickly threw together a fabric letter "E"; seven-year-olds are resourceful.
Besides those gifts, Lijah enjoyed the opportunity to pick what he wanted to eat for all three meals. Bacon, eggs, and pumpkin bread for breakfast, chicken nuggets for lunch, and popcorn and pickles for supper. Yes. He actually only asked for popcorn; I supplied pickles and hot dogs based on my knowledge of his tastes. He had two pickles, and the members of the family with more mature tastes appreciated the presence of the hot dogs. There was no cake, but when he asked for a marshmallow for desert we did the obvious thing.
He's a wonderful boy, and it was my treat to get to spend the day with him. Happy Birthday Elijah!