my tiny party-crasher, born eighteen years ago today...impatient little Warren Emryk, who insisted on arriving in the middle of his sister's fifth birthday party. It was wonderful fun, his birth, and it has been a joy watching him grow into a handsome, talented, and intelligent young man...
happy 18th birthday, WARREN!
I....I love you so, so much....
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing.
-- Toni Morrison
Warren you can't help but be one of my favorite all time people, the fact that you are a great person any way and so thoughtful and other great things doesn't hurt either.
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