Happy Birthday Honey!
I still remember the first time I saw you. You walked into the lovely
(BTW: I don’t know how you can ever even write a blog post, as every 5 seconds Niko is calling out from somewhere for me to see something, answer this question, remove this sharp object that is stabbed into his foot, etc….)
When I first got to talk to you and then talk to you again, I felt like Will in Notting Hill. Each day was and is “surreal but nice”.
So simply you are: the babe I have dreamed about, my soul’s best friend, and wonderful caretaker of my life’s treasure (the little guy).
Every day, and especially this day, I want to do whatever it takes to see you smile.
(Unfortunately I am being interrogated about an “Orange Camera” which I don’t think exists at the moment and can not write any more.)
Have a wonderful Birthday my Love.