You are my spitfire.
My change-maker.
My past-demolisher.
My new-world-builder.
You are pure energy.
I've watched you...
watching, listening, learning...
then tuning out to sort the data into applications.
I've watched you follow, then lead... observe, then demonstrate... struggle, then conquer.
You burn hot and bright, even in your sleep, a little flickering flame of constant change.
You bring me back to home.
I love you, my little one. Fiercely, wildly, and with arms that will always spin your cares away.
Happy 3rd birthday, Henri!
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