From the tips of his skater-boy hair to his wiggling toes covered with chipped blue nail polish, from the tummy he's always asking me to tickle to those cheeks I love to kiss, from his unrelenting questions about things like volcanos and babies and God and death and space and superheros and everything in between, and even his determination and stubbornness which leave me feeling drained and exhausted, I love everything about this boy. Reni, you make us better parents, more patient listeners and negotiators and question-answer-ers, and you force us to place boundaries and challenge us. You have made Anika a better negotiator, peacemaker, and leader than she was already, and when you two aren't fighting, you are best buddies. Your love for your sister and brother is intensely perfect, even when it borders on aggression at times, and you often manifest your emotions physically because you just can't hold them all in that little body of yours. At your core, you are the sweetest boy there is - with just a bit of sour to make things interesting.
We love you, buddy, past the moon and through the universe you're always asking questions about. Happy fourth birthday, my little troublemaker and trouble-finder. I love being your "best buddy," as you say.
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