Hugo turns 4.


You turned four years old last week. I was traveling, and missed waking you up to balloons and a song. We made up for it with an Avengers cake, a breakfast date, a trip to the toy store. You asked me not to go to "The New York City", and this week, I agreed. You're growing too fast these days.

I am so proud of the little person you're becoming: kind, patient, selfless. Tonight you stepped out on the back deck in underwear and rain boots and yelled, "woohoo!" at the top of your lungs. You are full of curiosity and life. You live in your own world, and I hope you bring some of it into ours. It must be a pretty special place.

I love you, kid. More than you know.

- your mama

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