He is growing up on me, and his birthday is today to prove it to the world. He has grown up sooo much this year, yet 11 seems much too old. It wasn't that long ago that he was doing the same stuff that D and M are doing now. Could it really be that 11 years have passed since he made my life so much brighter and all of my days full of wonder? He will always be my baby, but I am scared that he will soon be taller than me. So, Happy Birthday, W! I love you!!!
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