The Flynnster

When I wrote a check today, I wrote the year as "2009".  Because five years ago you entered our lives.

You are fiercely independent.  I'm certain the only thing preventing you from going to the taco truck alone when you were three was the height of the gate latch.

You are your own person.  You can rock a fuzzy boa and backward pants like no other.

You are inquisitive.  I didn't know one person could ask so many questions.

You bring such joy, especially when you throw your head back and laugh like Snoopy.

Thanks for being my kid.