It’s Ari’s birthday today! The little man is three-years-old, or as he likes to say, he is “three months old.” When he says that he’s three months old, I tell him: “Samara is three months old, you’re three years old.” He then insists that Samara is three-years-old and he is three months old, and I feel like I’m playing a giant game of “who’s on first.”
We got to Dizzy’s, the coolest brunch spot in Park Slope.
I must add that Ari’s birthday was spent diaper-free! That’s right folks, he was in Toy Story underwear the whole day. There was one pee accident though. :/. It’s okay, it’s only his third day in underwear.
He also got this nifty contraption, which we all enjoyed:
Ari was entranced by Max & Ruby Live. He kept his eyes glued to the stage. When it was intermission, he said “one more episode?” Wil and I assured him that there would be more Max & Ruby coming up, in 15 minutes. Samara liked it too. But toward the middle of the show, she got sleepy.
After the show was over, Ari was so hyped up the concessions stand snacks, i.e. cookies and chips, (and he hadn’t had dinner) that he went a little bananas and tried to run down the theater stairs without me. I was terrified because we were in an enormous crowd. Thankfully, I caught him by the back of the shirt before he ran off, but that was pretty scary.