When I asked Stephen what kind of cake he wanted for his birthday, he didn't say anything. He's not one to enjoy cake very much--fits in with our family quite well! :) (He also doesn't articulate much, either.) :) I gave him a choice of trains, Thomas, & Veggie Tales. He quickly said, "Bob."
For his Mother's-Day-Out "class," I figured red frosting would not go over too well. That's where the Bob pops (rice crispie treats w/lots of red food coloring!) come into play. These in the picture are the leftovers after running around all day, as I forgot to take a picture of the entire bowl of them b/4 leaving in the morning. I thought they looked a bit scary, but when I showed them to Stephen in the morning, he immediately exclaimed, "Bob!" Yeah! :) He is the only one that matters! :)
We had some of our other friends over for a fun play date, and Stephen thoroughly enjoyed driving a car his size. He'd stop and go frequently, but his smile was priceless! :)
I just reflect on how far God has brought him from the NICU, and I thank God for our miracle that blossoms daily before our eyes. You've come a long way, Stephen! You are a true blessing to our family! :)