Seems like just yesterday you were pulled out of the water and laid onto my chest. I watched you take your first breath of air. Listened for your little cry, and cried with you.
I am amazed by how grown you are, how long and skinny your body is. Where are the baby rolls? When did the last one disappear? How did I miss that? You will always be my baby boy no matter how much that drives you crazy. Every time I say that to you I always hear "No! I Spike"(He doesn't actually say Spike, but you get the picture). It puts a smile on my face...You are uniquely you and that's a fact. My spirited son.
Happy Birthday, I love you to the moon and back...quack, quack.
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Happy Birthday to your little hunk! He is just so stinkin' KEYYY UTEEE!
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