How did we get here.

We have a three-year-old.

Today we celebrated with games and grub. And absolutely heavenly company.

I remember the first time I saw him. I was so shocked I couldn't speak. I guess I was expecting to recognize him or fall in love with him that very moment and when it didn't come I felt totally bizarre and broken. But then I held him. Through one night, then the next.

Miraculously, foreign becomes familiar. And now the world would be all wrong with out him.

Happy birthday, my son. I like you.

ps- that's an understatement.