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Today, my favorite little big boy (as opposed to my favorite little baby boy, Cool Newbie) turns 4 years old! Cool Baby is such a cool buddy to me.

My parents have two kids, Cool Uncle and myself. I’ve always been the little bro. Sometimes, it seems like I treat Cool Baby like the little bro I never had. Not in a Wayne Arnold-Kevin Arnold sort of way – I’ve never called him ‘butt-head’ – but in a playful running-around-laughing kind of way. Often, we’ll be snickering together about something that Cool Mum is in the dark about. And we’d most likely have a backyard tree fort with a sign that says ‘NO GIЯLZ ALLOWED’ if only we had a little necessities like lots of lumber, a backyard, and a tree.

I can’t wait to celebrate his birthday. We have a pretty full schedule planned, and hopefully the Cool Boys will last the day. Given Cool Mum’s passion for healthy eating and our mission to keep CB off of sweets, he probably won’t get a traditional birthday cake. Anyone ever had a birthday rice cake?

Happy Birthday, Cool Baby!!