I'm doing it

 "I'm doin' it!"

Toby's favourite phrase at the moment, and my favourite of his too. I'm not sure why it makes me laugh so much, it just does. And I find myself using it in the exact intonation he uses too. All the time.
He says it when he's doing something he is not supposed to be doing, or if I'm using a bit of reverse psychology on him. I'll tell him he is too young to brush his teeth all by himself, and quick as a flash the toothbrush will be in his hand, brushing his teeth as he shouts "I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it!" It works everytime.

Toby learnt to ride his bike all by himself last weekend. (with training wheels, of course)
We bought him his first bike helmet, which he thought was really cool because it had flames on it. And then we took him to the park. At first he couldn't even seem to steer it himself let alone pedal, but after 2 days of intensive training, with Luis taking him around the block a few times and then to the museum gardens, he was riding all by himself, whilst shouting that much loved phrase, "I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it!"

Doing a little bit of Michael Jackson dancing...

I'm so proud of my little man.

Happy Birthday to my Little Man

 I can't believe he's three years old already.
It's gone so fast.

I can't believe he now runs, jumps, swims, rides bikes, breakdances, tells jokes, makes up stories, and wants to do everything himself.
And I can't believe how full of joy he is. Always so happy, so excited by the smallest thing. Seeing a fountain in a park, a cat on the pavement, or an unexpected gingerbread man. His legs still go all stiff and straight just like they did when he was a tiny baby.
And I can't believe how funny he is. Always being silly, trying to make us laugh. This morning when I was putting him in the car after swimming he told me I had a big bug in my hair. I freaked out (just a little....) shaking my head like a wild thing. I asked him if it was gone, and he laughed as he said, "It was just a pretend bug Mummy. I'm really cheeky!" And I couldn't help but laugh too at his complete cheekiness.

His party was small, just family. But we decorated the house with streamers and balloons, and he requested that his cake be the Octonauts.

We played pass the parcel, and ate sandwiches and popcorn and cakes. And he got loads of presents. A pretend vegetable market, a shop till, a piano keyboard, Lego, Play-doh, and lots and lots of other things.
Happy Birthday to my beautiful little boy xx