You are joyful . . .
mischievous . . .
funny . . .
mercurial . . .
sweet . . .
energetic . . .
endearing . . .
and you are easily our favorite four year old boy.
You are the brightest spot in our long winter.
Happy birthday, Bun. We love you!
|Your future's so bright, you needed bili-light shades in the NICU|
|Those eyes! Those ears! Those jowls!|
|What you talkin' 'bout, Daddy?|
|Although you were a good sleeper, you woke up the night the Phillies won the World Series, just in time for the last out. You've loved those Phils since the beginning.|
|The bluest eyes|
|Where did all these golden curls go?|
|Mary Tyler Moore isn't the only one who can turn the world on with a smile.|
|My only blond baby.|
|The man of a thousand faces.|
|Happy birthday, my baseball boy.|