So happy Birthday lil guy! I still can't believe you are so big. Last year I learned a ton about myself and about you. This year was a lot AWESOMER. Awesomer should be a word because I want next year to be even awesomer than this year. We have this book called the Happiest Mommy Ever and I can say that I'm the happiest mommy ever! I love being your Mom. You make me laugh, giggle, sigh, and sometimes growl. I love when you put your hand on my face to get my attention. I love when you tell me see ya later and put my yoga mat around your neck and pick up my keys. I love when you and Daddy play BOING on the bed--even though you kick me out every time. I'm obviously not as fun. I love that you keep me on my toes. I was getting ready the other morning and I kept hearing, "CRASH MOMMY!" You had somehow gotten your fire truck up on the coffee table and were driving it off the edge over and over again. I don't know how you escaped getting hurt. I'm beginning to think that you are training to be a stunt man already. Hopefully we can break that habit. But happy birthday little guy! I love ya--more than I could ever imagine possible. Thanks for giving me loves, cuddles, kisses and smiles. And for asking me to sing you a song every night before bed--it makes me feel happy.

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ps when can I come visit or vice versa