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Sleepy littlest one comes down the stairs, his eyes light up when he sees the balloons. "It's my buffday"! He gives me a hug and says, "Do you still love me when I'm fow?"

Come here and let me kiss that four year old nose, and those four year old ears. "I love you all more and more everyday!" "Even when I'm all gowed up?" "Yes, even then..."