To the Nettles who’s been asking me for 8 months when she’ll be ‘this many’…
Your love of fun is infectious, easily spreadable like your daily Vegemite…
Your curiosity makes me want to learn the world all over again from your point of view…
Your jokes are somehow hilarious every time…
Your eyes could sway world leaders…
Your drive could drive a parent crazy, but it doesn’t, just so, it makes me want to keep up with you as long as I can…
FINALLY, happy birthday, and wait a couple months before you ask me when you turn six.
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