My darling Evan,
I have tried writing your birthday post several dozen times today, but I just can’t find adequate words.
You are just too much to contain in a single blog post. Too much personality. Too much charm. Too much mischief. Too much everything.
But, just right.
There hasn’t been a single day in the last three years that you haven’t brought joy to my life. Joy and laughter. And so much love.
I hope you are always as sweet and loving and funny and unique and confident and magnetic as you are today. I know that you will be.
I feel blessed to live my life with you and I love you with all of my heart.