my perpetual calendar tells me you're one today. i don't believe it, so i check the one with all the numbers lined up with the days. it's configured for me and i know it has to be right. you know the one. well, sure enough. it says the same thing and confirms my unbelief. 12 months. 52 weeks. 365 days. no matter how you say it, it's still one year.
how did you grow up so fast, little man? how did you manage to prove everyone wrong and get so strong? when you were born, you entered the world so small. innocent. helpless. i think i'll just call you the 'little brawny man'. your rolls are so adorable, i think i'll have them with my next meal of spaghetti.
happy birthday, mikey! may the Lord continue to bless you and keep you in His mighty hands as you grow. thank you for sharing that adorable smile we all know too well.
Like i told you at the park, there will be NO EATING of the baby!!!!!! hahahaha
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