Which rhymes with heaven.
Which lots of times describes this boy.
He is, however, all the times so wonderfully responsible and helpful and resourceful.
Unless he needs to empty the dishwasher...
He requested a gigantic butterfinger cake.
Granted my handsome little prince.
He also requested a night out with his father.
But the event was to be a surprise.
Granted my handsome little prince.
Allen took him to Medieval Times where the boys were free to be boys.
Manly-eat-with-their-hands-and-cheer-for-violence boys.
They thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
Happy birthday my number one.
I love to learn from you and admire you and watch you become more and more you.
You is really really good.
xx
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