We celebrated Ezra’s birthday this past week. I can’t believe my baby is three years old now! Can you? I could swear I was nursing him and rocking him to sleep just a couple of months ago. Has it really been three whole years? It’s unbelievable to me how fast the time goes. (Actually he still occasionally asks me to snuggle with him on the rocking chair. Isn’t that nice? I savor those moments.)

Here he is telling daddy how old he is:

He’s into trains this year so that was the theme. You’d think I’d be getting better at making birthday cakes.

I’m not.

I really should learn how to do fondant, but really who honestly likes fondant? Everyone I know just peels it off and eats the cake. Plus, Brad’s a frosting guy. No matter how thick I put the frosting on the boy gets out an extra tub of it to eat with his piece. (Yeah… gross. How does he not slip into a sugar coma? Or weigh a thousand pounds for that matter? He even eats my frosting!)

I had a better pic of the boys, but Memphis looked like he was about to take a bite out of Brad all Cullen style so I went with this one. Brad was much better with the camera that day. I was totally off my game.

Is this not the cutest picture ever? I love how he blows out his candles!

And here he is playing with his new train set. He loves it!

Happy birthday, Ezra! We love you!!!