Three years ago today, Jan and I stopped off at the hospital, and at around noon were introduced to a handsome young fellow who decided to lodge in our spare room. He's still there, and seems to enjoy our company. Moreover, he's more charming than ever, and has both a great imagination and a wonderful sense of humor. A little stubborn at times, but brave as hell, and tremendously curious. The fact that he loves puzzles so much scares me a little, but he shows none of Cesco's darker tendancies, and he dotes on his baby sister. We're all lucky to have him around.
Happy birthday, Dash! Your father thinks you are the best thing in the world.