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Remember when you were this sweet, painfully shy little boy? Okay, so you’re still SWEET and somewhat shy, though that has been replaced with sharp wit and humor from what I’ve gathered. And little doesn’t count unless you’re counting body fat. You are (in your own words) a grown man. It’s true that time flies because all of a sudden, I’m turning around and seeing a young man. And I have to SMILE, because while you have grown up and constantly amaze and fill me with such pride, you will ALWAYS be my boy. Happy birthday, J! Loves.