Nathan,
Today you turned three. Sadly, it wasn't a happy day. Well, it was happy.. just not a healthy day. Yesterday, after a wonderful few days in Alabama (being spoiled rotten) you came down with a stomach virus of some sort. You threw up all the way home. Once we got home you threw up a time or two more and passed out for the night. Minus a few wake ups to get some Gatorade you slept for almost 12 hours. You woke up feeling only slightly better. You managed to eat a few bites of breakfast, blow out your candles and open a couple of presents. You didn't feel good at all though. You laid around and when we went out to play you sat in my lap. You finally gave in and ate a few goldfish crackers for lunch and went and took a nap. But not just any nap.. a FOUR hour long nap. You woke up again not feeling any better. You asked for McDonald's for supper but only ate one small bite of chicken. After we got home you laid around again until finally throwing up a good bit. It's funny though, once you did that you immediately started acting better and even ate more than you had for the past two days. You still aren't 100% yet. That will probably take a few days, but you'll get there. I am hoping that you will be able to really enjoy your party that we are having in a week for you. Maybe that will make up for your sickly birthday.
Even though today was a different birthday than I wanted for you, I am still very thankful to have this day to celebrate with you. To have you in our lives for three years now is an amazing thing. You are the perfect baby to our family and you fully complete us. Thank you for just being you. For being stubborn, playful, loving, energetic and just simply wonderful. Your gappy smile and low pitched voice brighten my days. Thank you for being my Nator Tator. I love you and I hope you have a fun filled, amazing 3rd year.
Love,
Momma
