You are by far one of my favorite beautiful beasts on this churning planet of ours and your life and joy and love and energy and tiny bigness brings a smile to my face. Everyone is captivated by your wit and keen eye for beauty and I wish more than anything we knew each other growing up because our talent show dance would blow all the 5th graders' minds even though we were only 3rd graders and everyone would stare in shock and awe and not be sure what to do with all there confused tingling emotions. And we would wear matching Gap Kids overalls on twin day.
You are the Bonnie to my Clyde, the butter to my my crumpet, the surf to my turf, the unlimited breadsticks to my house salad, the ranch dipping sauce to my tater tots. And so on. And so on.
To celebrate this day I present you these:
honestly though... that's you:
Love you, kindred late bloomer.