My Man.
I love you.
I love We.
MY blessing.
MY fullness.
Without YOU…
There would be no WE.
And that is not happy.
This is my wordy way of saying,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY…
I am glad you were born.
Like, a lot.
So are the kids.
You can see it in their sweet faces.
They got that look from you.
Not their mother.
Definitely YOU, Birthday Boy.
P.S. You will always be older than me.
Neener.
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