Fourteen years ago, this happened:
Last week, on our family camping trip, this happened:
This kid, this young man we call K…he’s amazing. He’s so full of love and kindness and caring. He’s so good at nurturing his cousins, big and small. He’s so full of silliness, too, with a great sense of humour and so many stories to tell.
We love him so much. Even when he’s hiding in cupboards. Or riding in canoes.
Or waiting for something to finish baking, like pies. Or cake pops.
His smile makes me smile, and always has.
Happy birthday, son.