You're finally turning into the mature man I wanted you to be when instead you annoyed me so much that I stuck gum in your hair. Granted you were 2 and didn't know any better.
I remember how excited I was when you were born after months of apparently nagging for a brother, something I still contest doing. I remember my excitement subsequently fading upon seeing your piles of dirty nappies and fountains of tears, and of course when you took all the attention away from me...
I remember the time you nearly burnt the house down with an accidental "blue fire" mishap.
I remember the secret "don't tell mommy" pacts and the "let's rather ask daddy" plans...
May you live a happy, prosperous life and enjoy every moment of it! Know that even though I never say it or not as often as mommy wants me to, I love you :)
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