My best boy, my little prince, my creative muse and inspiration for all things turned 3 on Sunday. He didn't want a party and didn't want "people to come over to the house." So we had a quiet, lazy day of opening presents, re-hiding them in a box, and opening them again. In the early evening we went to the beach. I selfishly made my favorite cake: carrot with loads of cream cheese frosting. It was a perfect day. Thanks for being born, Iain.
