3 years ago today, I was celebrating Deuce:
You are mischievous, inquisitive, loving and outgoing. Watching your personality develop and see the ways that you and your brother are alike and the ways you are different is absolutely fascinating.
My wishes for him and his brother are still as valid today as then, and my promise to walk through hell for him if I had to is just as valid. But in the past three years, Deuce has gotten stronger, smarter and more entertaining than I could have hoped for. He is a surprise every day, and while he may be more willful and challenging than his older brother, he's also more snuggly and cuddly and that goes a long way to smoothing things out.
Our little family has also gained a Bonus Mom to help wrangle this brood and while she and Deuce have only celebrated their birthdays together for two years now, it feels like it's always been this way. And hopefully it always will be. I'll make the same wish now, that I did 3 years ago.
My littlest man, I love you more than I can say. I wish you the happiest of birthdays, and 200 more behind it.
All of my love,