Five years ago today the world became a slightly happier place. The sun shone a little brighter. The net volume of optimism on the planet increased a bit.
Five years ago today you graced us with your beaming presence. I know every parent thinks that the sun rises and sets on their babies, but in our case it's actually true.
You are the sweetest, funniest, warmest, kindest and (obvs) most handsome little man we could have imagined. When your father & I spent those difficult years trying to conceive you, we would often daydream about what it would be like to welcome a third person into our family. Not in a million years could we have guessed it would be as good as it is. The worst day of being your parents is better than the best day before we knew you.
Happy, happy birthday little man. We love you with the heat of a thousand suns. Here's to a hundred more birthdays.
Now pick up your pajamas and put them in your hamper. How many god-damned times do we have to tell you?
Mama & Zaz