I didn’t get a chance to tell him yesterday what a neat kid he is, how much I love having him around, how much he thrills me with his genius and melts me with his smile. Birthdays are busy days and he was immersed in water, sand, cake, the laughter and attention of his family. So I took him aside in the quiet first moments of this morning, the day after, and whispered it in his ear. I didn’t bore him with the details. Those are for me to hold close, to flip through like index cards as I marvel at all he has done, all he has become since that day two years ago, since that moment two days plus nine months ago. I love you, I said and he squirmed and ran away. As it should be.
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