Today Charlie is three years old. Of all my guys, Charlie is my number one partner in adventure. It's been that way since the summer he was born when we'd get into my old Honda Civic with no air conditioning and explore our world together. This summer is a lot like that summer, since I'm home with him full time, and I can say he's still as game for tagging along with me as ever.
I love the way he knows what he wants. I love the way he constantly sings. I love the way that letters of the alphabet are his friends. I love the way he loves to brush his teeth. Most of all, I love the way that he loves, which is fierce and full-bodied.
Happy birthday, Charlie. May life continue to be full of adventures big and small.