Happy Birthday, Eldest One!

Nine years ago, you are the one that made me a mama.

My oldest boy, you were first for a reason. Patient and clever.

An old old soul, you've shared so much.

Those ancient eyes speak of so many stories. Tales and tall-tales

all the way to the tips of your locks. A bookworm baby.

Art, unforgettable and the poems, all too much. A Gautama was on his way, and we knew this long before you came. Siddhartha, it shall be. And my my my, you have truly lived up to all of that name.

The best big brother to so many little people.

Siddhartha, my dear, I'd love to sail around the sun with you, so long as it burns.

So blessed we are to be able to celebrate another year with you, eldest one!