Three is an important number here today.
Three is the number of loads of laundry I did last night after L started throwing up.
Three is the number of hours of sleep I got -- I think, although talking to B is sounds like it was closer to 2.
Three is the number of days L has until his party
And three -- that is the number of years he is today. Three. What a way to celebrate your birthday -- with a tummy bug.
Happy birthday baby boy. How did you end up so old? Get better soon. Although you are already torturing your mom, so maybe you are well on the way to recovery.