He's slowly waking up in Matt's arms as we sing him happy birthday.
(Decorating that cake drove me nuts - not that I was trying anything fancy, but the bag of icing I was writing with kept popping open and spilling icing all over the cake - you can only scrape icing off of portions of the cake so many times)
It took us a little while to convince him to blow out the candles, but he finally came around.
After Luke played with spiderman stickers instead of eating his cake and ice cream he got to open his present. The beauty of a 3-year-old mind - you can take him to the store the day before and have him pick out his own present. We left it in the car, he forgot about it until he opened it the next day. Easy to surpise.
I know I'm always saying how crazy he is, but in reality he is such a sweet boy who loves his family and loves to give his mommy kisses (which I love!). I'm sure he ("super spiderman" as he calls himself) will continue to protect us all from the monsters and make us laugh and smile everyday. Happy Birthday, Luke!