Today you are two. Already you are a big brother, and a pretty good one. I love the way you bite Mousie on the nose and the way you laugh. You are one funny guy. I would wrap you in cotton wool and keep you safe forever if I could. But, you have to go out and experience life and get bumped around. You have to live your life, not the one I want for you. So, go! I will race you around the backyard and someday soon you will leave me behind. But know, I love you, Grandson. I love you and I will never stop. Happy, happy birthday!
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