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THE NUMBER 3

(said in a thunderous voice, perhaps by James Earl Jones or that mysterious movie trailer voice).

We'll say it again.

(James, if you don't mind...)

THE NUMBER 3

Oh, the power, the SIGNIFICANCE!!

Think about it. People toss 3 around in phrases, make up universal laws and create fictional characters based on it all the time.

Don't believe in the power of 3?

Please refer to the following examples:

1. Genies offer THREE wishes. Why not ten or twenty? Why not an unlimited amount with an exchange policy?

2. There is the RULE OF 3, widely used in design, that says everything looks better in groups of three.

3. How many times have you heard the following phrase:

THIRD TIME’S A CHARM?

4. There are

THE THREE MUSKETEERS,

THE THREE STOOGES,

THE THREE LITTLE PIGS

and

THE THREE AMIGOS

So when Bennett turned 3 a week ago, his Birth Week celebrations were no exception to the Rule of 3.

He had THREE CAKES

(one of which I did not get a picture of--sorry Grandma Rach)

(That's a snowball cake, in case you didn't catch the vision...)

He celebrated THREE times, once with his Cox family (which I didn't get ANY pictures of),

once with his Box family

and once with Mom, Dad and Miles.

There were THREE big Birth Week events, including

A FRENCH FRY LUNCH

A BIRTHDAY PRESENT HUNT



**There WERE THREE LITTLE FISHIES, but after Bennett "decorated" their bowl with his toys-turned-yard-ornaments, the little ones died, leaving just one, Egbert. (Welcome, Egbert, and may your life be long high upon the refrigerator...)
and a MOVIE WITH HIS GIRL, LONDON.
(HAD a picture of this, but it was inadvertently erased. AAAAHHHHH.)

To wrap Bennett's Birth Week up in a nice little package, he turned THREE years old and will remain that way for approximately 365 days.



Three better be magical.