Dear Hugh Lou,
Why does the age 3 make you such a big boy?
You have lost all your baby fat and the doctor says you are very lean. We've cut your curls. You're talking clearly. You know your numbers, colors and letters of the alphabet.
So big boy you are and big boy I have to accept.
You love: fruit, crackers, Mickey Mouse, Minions, Legos, the color blue, olives and pickles, running when I ask you to walk, suckers, doing everything yourself, reading books with mom, the library, your grandparents, the zoo, lining up things by color, playing swords with Eli (E-eye) and pretending to be Mario.
You don't like: to get dirty or sticky, anyone else putting you to bed except mama, meat, potatoes and most vegetables, when plans change and you aren't ready for it, when something falls on the floor
"Not yet" to everything-your favorite phrase
"Relax Mom"
From his car seat while we are driving: "I have a booger on my finger, I eat it now?"
"I want to take the baby out" (the baby in mom's tummy)
"E-eye talk about our day" (at dinner)
"E-eye be nice to your teacher. get all your dojo points" (These are instructions he gives to Eli every day before school)
"It's not dank enough to go to bed" (Dank=dark)
This year for Halloween you were a train conductor. You chose a sucker out of your halloween candy bucket every time. You finished speech therapy. You went on your first "rides" at the Mall of America and the church festival. You won a goldfish! You learned to go potty like a big boy. You go to Brenda's two days of a week and your friends there are baby Nolan, Ashton, Maddie and Aubrey. You call everyone a "he" or a "kid".
Your sleep....well it's better but still waxes and wanes. I'll take it.
This year for your birthday you wanted blue cupcakes but mostly sprinkles (see interviews in previous post). We had make your own pizzas and you had a donut for breakfast. You celebrated with family and just a few friends this year. You got a new scooter for this summer, new Mickey Mouse underwear and a few other fun presents this year.

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You are my biggest fan. You always want to sit by me or be around me. And that melts my heart. You are the perfect little/big boy for me. We are like magnets. Your little personality is so stinking special and you come right to me to share the good and the bad. You snuggle me and ask for me and need me for so many things throughout the day. I can't stand to think of the day when you won't let me hold your hand or won't ask for me to be right.there.by.you. So this year, we are going to enjoy you being 3. Big ol' 3. Will watch you enjoy playing and learning with Eli and starting a new role as a big brother. But always filling the most important role as Hugh Lou!
Love,
Mama