Happy Birthday, Hootie!
My beautiful, brown-eyed, second-born son was born two years ago today. (A year ago was this.) Happy Birthday, Jude. I’ve never known such a light-hearted salad eating book-lover who is satisfied fading behind 300 kids or satisfied in a star position, playing alone. No one could ever endure a head injury like you and still be able to work an intricate toddler puzzle. You are a party, our funny, dare-devilishly cautious artist. I love you.