I mean, as cliché as it may sound, wasn't it just the other day that we brought you home from the hospital, the car dressed with pink balloons and you swaddled in towel? Really, when did you grow so big, how did time pass so fast?
But then, it's another thing that howsoever hard I try, I really can't recollect any longer how life used to be before you. Really, what did I do back then, what did I think about at all?
Happy birthday sweetheart. You make me.