SOMEONE is ELEVEN tomorrow, which is so much closer to “driving a car” than it was to “toddler,” omg.

I was looking through old pictures for this post and as much as he was a delight as a baby, he’s exponentially more of a delight now as a young adult: Still happy, still scary-smart, still wanting to track everything down to the final “why”…but also gracious and generous and quick to make sure you don’t feel embarrassed or excluded.

I love how that open, waiting look he does has been around since he was little.It kind of sums him up: Direct, patient, ready to let you in on the joke or explain a fact.

Happy birthday, Bubbs! We love you.