Actually, Lil’Man has never said that because he can easily articulate the fact that he’s three (though he will often hold out his fingers, just to make sure you know). We didn’t have a huge celebration, but we did enjoy some train and carousel riding. It was a bit colder and slightly drizzly, but we had jackets to keep us warm and a blanket to keep us (relatively) dry.
By the way, he wanted me to know that the rose on his horse was for me. I love my Lil’Man.
And of course, there was cake and candles.
Happy birthday, kiddo!