The little guy, who vascilates from being the sweetest kid on the earth to the craziest, turned 4.
I took a deep breath, because we survived the 3's.
Not that it gets much easier from here on out, but I do feel like I deserve a pat on the back that no one was harmed or permanately injured during the 3rd year of life.
{3 years old is rough}
Appropriately fitting, the day and party were monster themed. A monster breakfast, monster shirt, monster decorations that Brynn helped with. There were monster party games, monster snacks, a monster craft, and a monster cake. There were monster party favors, and a very tired little monster when it was time for bed.
And the little monster seemed to enjoy it all!