Iñigo, my second son, turned 3 today. It was a most happy day!
He's a chatty one and learned to talk far earlier than Vito did, to our surprise. He's also a quiet kid because he only talks when he feels like it. That makes him just like his Papa. Vince comes across as really shy but he's not. He's super funny and smart and talkative, but only if he likes the person in front of him. That's Vince. That's Iñigo.
Look at him when he was just three months old!
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I can't believe he's 3!
Iñigo's birthday started with me waking up at 4 to put up the festive decor. Regular readers are familiar with our party paraphernalia—it's the same Disney Pixar Cars ones we bought two years ago. I love those things. So many happy memories! I strung them all up then waited for the birthday boy to wake up.
He finally did wake up at 7 and was surprised when Vito and I greeted him with a loud birthday song as he groggily walked into the living room. His face just went all bright and his big eyes got bigger and his frown (he's like me, I wake up frowning) turned into a wide smile. He was so happy!
When the mall next door opened, Vince and I took Iñigo out to buy his cake. We walked under the hot sun and my little boy giggled in his Papa's arms. Vince carried him all the way to the mall! Poor Papa! Then we bought Lightning McQueen slippers for him and Batman slippers for Vito. We bought his cake at Red Ribbon, had a little lunch at Tokyo Tokyo, then—because the noon sun was terrible—we flagged down a tricycle and vroomed home. Iñigo stuck his fingers in his ears throughout the ride. He didn't approve!
At home, Vince prepared the cake. It was simple and it was fabulous. Iñigo loved it!
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Then he opened his many presents with the help of Vito. I can't even begin to talk about how happy Iñigo was with all his Lightning McQueen gifts and one Iron Man gift! He and Vito played all afternoon and evening and right past bedtime.
Finally, Vito went to bed. Without a playmate, Iñigo quietly played with his new toys. He was very sleepy. It was waaaaay past his bedtime. Then, giving up, he crawled into bed, between his brothers and carefully placed Lego Lightning under his pillow.
"Mama," he said. "I don't want to pack away today. It's a so happy day." And he finally fell asleep.
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My darling three-year-old Iñigo, I don't want to pack away any day that has you in it. Happy birthday! May all your days be full of love, friendship, laughter, good health, wisdom and purpose. We're so happy you're happy. We love you forever and ever!
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He's a chatty one and learned to talk far earlier than Vito did, to our surprise. He's also a quiet kid because he only talks when he feels like it. That makes him just like his Papa. Vince comes across as really shy but he's not. He's super funny and smart and talkative, but only if he likes the person in front of him. That's Vince. That's Iñigo.
Look at him when he was just three months old!
I can't believe he's 3!
Iñigo's birthday started with me waking up at 4 to put up the festive decor. Regular readers are familiar with our party paraphernalia—it's the same Disney Pixar Cars ones we bought two years ago. I love those things. So many happy memories! I strung them all up then waited for the birthday boy to wake up.
He finally did wake up at 7 and was surprised when Vito and I greeted him with a loud birthday song as he groggily walked into the living room. His face just went all bright and his big eyes got bigger and his frown (he's like me, I wake up frowning) turned into a wide smile. He was so happy!
When the mall next door opened, Vince and I took Iñigo out to buy his cake. We walked under the hot sun and my little boy giggled in his Papa's arms. Vince carried him all the way to the mall! Poor Papa! Then we bought Lightning McQueen slippers for him and Batman slippers for Vito. We bought his cake at Red Ribbon, had a little lunch at Tokyo Tokyo, then—because the noon sun was terrible—we flagged down a tricycle and vroomed home. Iñigo stuck his fingers in his ears throughout the ride. He didn't approve!
At home, Vince prepared the cake. It was simple and it was fabulous. Iñigo loved it!
Then he opened his many presents with the help of Vito. I can't even begin to talk about how happy Iñigo was with all his Lightning McQueen gifts and one Iron Man gift! He and Vito played all afternoon and evening and right past bedtime.
Finally, Vito went to bed. Without a playmate, Iñigo quietly played with his new toys. He was very sleepy. It was waaaaay past his bedtime. Then, giving up, he crawled into bed, between his brothers and carefully placed Lego Lightning under his pillow.
"Mama," he said. "I don't want to pack away today. It's a so happy day." And he finally fell asleep.
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