A 3-year-old and Halloween. (A picture post).

 Hayden just needs the tongue hanging out, and who does he remind you of?

Ok, I just have to add that I can't believe Torrin is 3-years-old already.  He is sick today, and it makes me so sad for my sweet little "baby". ("I not a baby, Mom, I a BIG boy!").  His speech has really improved in the last few months, and he has become quite the chatterbox.  At the end of June, we couldn't even understand him and got him into speech therapy.  But we only needed one session with the Speech Pathologist before we decided he didn't need it.  Now we can understand almost everything he says.  He is such a BOY.  He loves to run, jump, growl, and anything else that little boys like.  Instead of stuffed animals (which he'll take some nights), he prefers to sleep with balls.  Often he will have a collection of 5 or 6 small balls in bed with him.  He's such a cuddle bug, which I love, and other times he is so independent and can easily entertain himself for hours.  He has the sweetest disposition.  If he hurts anyone, on purpose or by accident, he is really quick to give them a hug and say sorry.  You can see that it just breaks his heart that he hurt someone.  I love this little man!