Mr. Riley turned 3 back in March. He is such a spunky little guy and cracks us up pretty much everyday. He is always talking-he almost never stops. He eats like a little bird. In fact, he sort of lives on peanut butter sandwiches. It is a phase we are all hoping passes soon. He loves playing with Micah and baby talking to him. "Oh Micah, are you a widdle baby? Are you so cute. Aww...you are such a good widdle boy!" He has a funny and inventive imagination. Yesterday he found some little plastic sandwich baggies. He wore them on his hands the rest of the day and told me he was the garbage can man, and went around the house picking up all the "garbage". We sure love the little dude.
For his birthday, we had a little party with both of our families. Riley's request for dinner was pancakes. We amped it up a little for the adults, and everybody enjoyed it. Poor Riley was sick on his birthday, but cheered up by evening enough to go ahead with the party. His birthday was on a Sunday, and Cam was sure to announce in primary that we needed to sing to him (even though Riley is still in the nursery). The Primary president kindly obliged.
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