I turned three this week, and to celebrate, we had cupcakes.  And being three means I’m old enough to know not to grab the candle while it is burning!

Grandpa Stark came up with David for the big occasion.  I know that the race weekend thing was just a cover story because nobody would actually want to drive in the rain.  Right?

Grandpa brought me this very cool lawnmower.  I’ve very good at getting the wrapping paper off of presents now that I’m three.

Grandpa did make good on his cover story, and I was there to see him.  I cheered for him and waved as he sailed down the straightaway.

Grandpa takes good care of his fans, and he came through with a bag of cookies for his most dedicated fan.  (Did I mention it was raining?)

Of course, I made sure to find my own car to drive, just like last year.

Later, Grandpa and I had some quality Stark bonding time playing with his fancy phone.  What can I say, it’s in the genes!