Every day in this boy's life should be as much like big mug of hot cocoa — sweet and creamy and warm — as it can possibly be. With marshmallows. If we could figure out how to get some Nutella in there, that would be great. His enjoyment of the good stuff is pure and beautiful.
Because that's how it should be. When things don't go his way, he is astonished and irate about it.
He's dreamy. Smart and wild.
And one of the most infuriating people I have ever known.
And I'm counting everyone I dated in my twenties.
They don't hold a candle to this one.
And he's ten today.