I Am Sam

Sammy had a birthday. I'll let him tell you how old he is:

Whew, that took a lot of work!

He had a great birthday. He got a dragon cake. It took all I could do to talk him out of a Ninja Turtle cake. We should have done it. Oh well. The dragon cake turned out pretty cool too. Thanks to Dad for the cake.

Thanks to Grandma for all the Ninja Turtle Toys.

Some things about three-year-old Sam:

-All we could get him to say he wanted was "a bear like Mike's" for his birthday. Mikey got a little teddy bear (thanks Grandma) for his birthday, and Sammy, apparently, is (was) super jealous. So he got a bear like Mike's (a little bigger, lighter color. Not exactly like Mike's. That would cause problems.) (Thanks again Grandma). And he carries it around with him all the time. The bear's name? "Bear Like Mike's." As in, that's what he calls it. All the time. His bear like Mike's.

-He will NOT wear pants. It is a fight every Sunday to get pants on him.

-He is not potty trained. We are working on it, and using everything we can think of, from phone calls to Raphael and Leonardo (thanks Bri) to a suppository treatment(thanks Amanda). Any suggestions are welcome.

-He doesn't believe that his name is Samuel. It is Sam, or Sammy, or Raphael. Sometimes Batman or Superman. Definately not Samuel.

-He loves his baby brother and likes to let Mikey "wrestle" him. (read: lay on top of him)

-His best friend in the whole world is Willie. He does whatever Willie does. He chases him around the stores. He is so sad when Willie gets invited to play at friends houses without him. One good thing about afternoon kindergarten for Willie is that Sam will be napping (fingers crossed) so he won't miss his BFF too much.

-He loves his mama

-He likes to snuggle...on his terms.

-Speaking of his terms, everything has to be on his terms.

-He still loves to make everyone laugh.