My little D isn't so little anymore. We've had him in our lives for 9 years (+2 days - no time to post over the weekend when you have a family party to cook and get ready for) and it seems like only half that time has passed. The people, with grown children, who kept telling us when he was a baby that it would go fast—they were right. Pudgy cheeks are now replaced by a leaner looking face but the twinkle in his eye when he's being funny or mischievous is still there. I hope it always is.
Happy Birthday my little/big guy and thank you for ignoring your mom's lack of pastry prowess and saying that it was ok that half your candles were pink because your mom forgot to buy more candles and we had to use leftovers from your sister's last birthday party.