Happy Birthday, little boy-child
Okay. so you’re not so little. Eight. Really? Oh, yes. Really. And I never want you to forget that I tried to surprise you with the Angry Birds cupcakes, but you saw the file hidden on the computer, and you gasped and you grinned and you hollered, “ILoveYouMommyILoveYouMommyILoveYouMommy” just like on Kid History. (I did.