dear birthday boy,
last night, as your “ah’ma” tucked you in, she said, “goodbye, 4-year-old william.”
confused…you asked, “are you saying goodbye because i’m going outside?”
“no…,” she replied, “i’m saying goodbye because tomorrow you won’t be 4-year-old william anymore…you’ll be 5-year-old william.”
“oh,” you said reflectively…and then…
“will i still be cute tomorrow?”
ohhh, yeah…definitely!
you are the cutest little spectacle-wearing, lisp-bearing quipster of a sweet william there ever was!
happy birthday, 5-year-old william! we love you much!
very sincerely,
me (your adoring birthday-buddy mama)
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