This talks about Tucker turning 3

Yesterday was a milestone with my baby. Tucker is officially three. I still think of Tucker as my baby even though this new baby is quickly preparing to enter my world. Still, Tucker is in fact, still the baby for about 9 (hopefully 7) more weeks and it makes me sad in a bittersweet way that he is all grown up.

When he was born, I had never worked so hard through anything in my life. Labor with Tucker was just that...LABOR. Intense and painful and hard damn work. And drug free. And when he finally got here, through a series of positions and turns and prayers, he was the sweetest, smallest, cutest little thing. And he has been that way ever since.

Tucker has taught me a lot about parenting that I didn't learn from Cameron. And visa versa. When Tucker came along, I couldn't help but slow down and just savor the moment. Mostly because I truly thought we were done having kids and wanted to enjoy the baby stage as long as possible.

And yesterday we celebrated three years and he's not little anymore. In fact, he's growing like a weed this summer and cute as can be. We went to McDonald's for Happy Meals with our friends Cailey and Cayden and then home for a rest. When Daddy finally got home from work, we opened a few presents and he was tickled to death with what he got. Happy and excited always is Tucker.

This Saturday we are having a Disney Car's bash for the family. And when I say family, remember we both have brothers and sisters (who have kids) and parents in town along with extended family of four great grandmas and various friends and others who usually pop up. So we plan for about 40 people and we go all out. Because, we are not partiers for any other occassion, but for the kiddos birthdays, we find reason to celebrate them.

We are fixing hot dogs and a variety of chorizos and sausages along with salads and the much anticipated watermelon. Okay, probably just me wanting that watermelon, but if you can't find me during the party, I have been known to chop one in half and eat it with a spoon right out of the rind. Check in the shade, it's supposed to be 102 on Saturday and I'm always hot.

Pictures to follow, although probably not of me mowing down on the watermelon.