My brother Kurt has been special to me since he was little. I used to put him to bed with our own special bedtime routine. I took him to recitals and out for ice cream. Then he grew up. And got married. And had a baby.
And now darling Holden is one.
I'm not sure how it's possible to love so many people. I mean, my family is hardly a small little group. But somehow there's always room to adore everybody that joins the clan.
And how could you not lose your heart to this little guy?