Mack is 3

This is the most adorable child (good thing or we would have gotten rid of him by now)! Quinn owes her existence in large part to Mack's cuteness. What would we ever do without him.


I have been going through a lot of boxes of baby clothes lately and Mack found some little pink sandals in a box and was trying to put them on his chubby feet, screaming in frustration, "I WANT TO WEAR GIRL SHOES!"

Last time Grandpa Craiger was over, he gave Mack a wet willie. Then Mack said, "I can do that." Then Mack stuck his finger in his mouth then gave himself a wet willie.

The other day Mack was kissing Quinn quite roughly and I said, "That's too hard!" to which he replied, "It's ok, we're having a hard party."


Some things I want to remember about Mack:

• his creative eating style
• how he loves to "tickle" with my hair
• takes forever to go to sleep (can't wait to forget this one)
  
• he loves to get in the mud
• he loves anything with wheels
• he loves animals and doesn't ever want them to be lonely
• he and his Dad share a special bond (ahem...Dax can't say no to him) and Mack loves to go to work with his Daddy and ride his horses and 4-wheelers
• the way he says 4-wheeler (fee lellow)
• the way he speaks; his little voice, his vocabulary, his lisps, everything
  
• that he answers "yes" instead of yeah.
• that he would live on candy and cookies if we let him
• he likes to tell jokes
• he would never get off the "fwing" if someone would stand there and push him forever
  
• loves crashed up things, burnt things, and anything else that is destroyed and also delights in doing his own destruction
• the names he comes up with when he plays...Zarnold Barnold is my fave. When you play with him, he can think of a name in 1 second and they are always original and always awesome.
• he potty trained a week before Quinn was born
• he loves all people and never wants anyone to leave our house including cub scouts, visiting teachers, babysitters, the mailman, his friends, work people, Dax, Preslie, Hunter, and especially Mom!

I just love this age because he doesn't really care about the gifts; he was so happy and content with the fact that it was his birthday and that he got cupcakes. He woke up and opened a couple gifts.

We played and watched conference all day. Preslie and Hunter dragged each other around and tried to give each other giant wedgies. I just love that creative indoor fun.


Dax got home from his hunting trip in the afternoon and Mack went on a treasure hunt for his bike from Grandpa and Grandma... a total hit!


I was hoping that age 3 would somehow magically be the end of his disaster days but after I cleaned up 2 messes in the bathroom and sugar and salt dumped on the counters, I realized he was just 2 yesterday and Mack will be Mack.

Here is round one of the singing and candles.


Here is round 2.

We love our Mack!