He was always on the chubby side. Then he was just big.
He was born with a birth defect that we were told was a miracle. A miracle that he had no lasting effects. A less than 1% chance that he is now perfectly normal.
He is particular and passionate, equally. When things are not in his particular order he passionately lets you know.
His imagination will wow and frustrate you all at the same time.
He would rather be funny than right.
I would like to say I wish I could have cherished them more. But it is their brevity that makes them precious to me. How they are all squished between diaper changes, laughter, and laundry makes them more amazing.
Happy Birthday Alex!