Jack can spell his name. I think that's really good.  Especially since I've never told him how to spell it.

Bobby still doesn't' have his top teeth.  He lost one on March 29 and the other mid April. Hmmm..

That's all.

Jack has asked me several times for a jet pack. 

Jack calls the cross on top of the church a plus sign. 

Jack cannot understand why I cannot do the wee wee race with him. 

Jacks Birthday

Jack doesn't really have many friends of his own and this wasn't a year for parties anyway, so we went to Goofys kitchen in the Disneyland hotel for his birthday breakfast. It's outside the park so you can do this anytime. We had breakfast, traffic was kind to us and we were home by midmorning. It's an extensive buffet. Eggs made to order as well as the usual, full pastries and meats, mac and cheese, pizza and hotdogs and nuggets, salad and sandwich bar, ice cream machine etc. Very Disney excess. But what you pay for is the character visits I suppose.  I got the kids all autograph books and pens and they seemed to love it. Jack even got a cupcake and another badge. I'll put the rest of the photos on flickr.

Check in with the head chef

Chip helping us get seated

Not sure what to think, but ready

Pluto!

I don't think he ate very much of his Mickey pancake, or anything else

I'm three.

She's so photogenic

I'll take it

Dear Jack, add this monstrosity to your list of middle child grievances. But, after 2.5 months of 5 birthdays, 2 holidays, mothers and Father's Day, your mother is tired. Luckily, you're a freaking awesome fun kid. 

Happy birthday big boy. We'll have a fun few days.