I managed to let your birthday slip by this year without my usual letter. SO my little man is 8 years old. Everyday you make me smile. You are my emotional child, and when I say emotional I mean that in the best way possible. You are no lump on a log. You a radiant source of energy. When you are happy you are very very happy and when you upset you are utterly outraged. I love that about it. It makes you real. I have loved sharing the last 8 years with you.
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