There was lots of jumping, cupcake eating, smiling, and laughing on your 6th birthday.
You are my summer baby, born in the month of fireworks, you say this means you have fire power.
I remember that month. I remember your blond curls. I remember you now so energetic, full of questions, giving me advice, learning about the world, trying to find out where you belong in it.
I will tell you a secret my son. You belong with me. You are my favorite.
You are loved, you are loved, you are loved.
Happy of happiest 6th birthdays. Slow down little man, don't wish your life away, for your will never have this year of being 6 back again. Remember.
Play, imagine, dream, be little, be brave.