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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, OUR BELOVED PYRO

He was carted off to attend Mass... ate lots of pizza. His lola prepared a lot of food, and so he had spaghetti for dinner. He wore a spiderman jersey. His poo smelled terrible. He knocked his head on a chair. He slipped. His parents had a hard time assembling his first birthday gift, which was a car. He almost caught his fingers at the toy car's compartments. His dad used the ribbon from the gift wrap as seatbelt. He merrily honked his way around the sala. We had choco caramel cake. He was filled with glee while we surrounded him to sing him his birthday song.

Yes, he is loved to a fault. May life be good to him.