Happy Birthday Week, David. I am having the best time.
Making you an apple pie from scratch with vanilla ice cream and after we ate the whole thing the day before your birthday, we made another one
after our birthday dinner. Together. At midnight, Tipsy.
Warm homemade apple pie is the best. Eaten in bed, with fingers.
And then doing a silly dance in pyjamas to your beat-boxing.
You are the best. I love you. Happy happy birthday.