"They grow up so fast. This guy turns 3 today and already he needs a shave."
Tonight, our three-year-old boy is asleep. Exhausted. He started his third year at 6 in the morning, the first one up as usual. He opened the bedroom door and exclaimed, "Wow!" The house was festooned with party decorations that his Tita Jacqui put up the night before. Vito slowly inspected the house, saying, "Wow!" every now and then. His little brother, Iñigo, followed him around, saying, "Wa!" too!
Happy birthday, my dearest darling Vito. Thank you for the best three years of our life! We love you beyond comprehension!