Today is my nephew’s 4th birthday.

In his honor, here is my Abecedary of all the things I love about the T-man:

A – Auntie Ah (which is what he calls me – I LOVE being his aunt)

B – boy (never had any brothers or sons, so he absolutely defines “boy” for me)

C – creative (the boy’s got a beautiful mind)

D – Daddy (the parent he looks just like! Plus, his dad is a rock star)

E – energy (which up until now has proven to be endless)

F – free spirit (he makes bohemians seem dull and repressed)

G – green (his favorite color)

H – hair (check out the ‘do above)

I – imaginary friends (I remember when one got “left” at the farm)

J – James (his little brother, and the very winter of his discontent)

K – kooky (he can wear a cowboy vest with a tutu and tiara and TOTALLY pull it off)

L – laugh (his is infectious and really quite delightful)

M – markers (which he really shouldn’t ever have unsupervised – see above photo)

N – naughty (hey – it’s only the boring kids that never ever get in trouble!)

O – over the top (enough said!)

P – polite (which he is quite often at my house and I’m so proud of him)

Q – quiet (which he is not and thank goodness for that because he’s never boring)

R – Reesie (his favorite dog and my favorite Golden Retriever)

S – Spiderman. Or slippers. Or Spiderman slippers

T – talk (I could seriously converse with my nephew all day and NEVER get bored)

U – ultra (ultra happy, ultra sad, ultra mischevious – whatever the mood, it’s always “ultra”)

V – voice (Jennie – I LOVE that deep little voice of his)

W – will (he’s got a delightfully strong one even though it’s turning his mother’s hair grey)

X – eXtraordinary (he is, and you only need to be around him for 3 seconds to see it)

Y – yes!! (it’s usually his answer because he’s up for anything)

Z – zest (every day, T finds some way to take a big ole bite out of life)

So there you have it. Happy Birthday T. Your Auntie Ah loves you.

Today is rainy. Very, very rainy. I am in the house with the Pixies. They are being very… pixie-like.

If my over-Pixied life right now were like a math problem, it would look like this.

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On a happy note, meet my nephew Case – or as I will now be calling him, Chim Chim. He rocks. Cries a lot. But rocks.