Dear Birthday Boy,
Wish I could play hooky from work today and whisk you off to some far off destination to celebrate in style. We'd kick off the day with a heaping plate of crêpes in Paris, head to Pamplona for the Running of the Bulls (this took place in July, but you could still run down the street while I chase you), then jet off to Dublin for an ice cold pint. You deserve a day like that.
And because I know you so well, you deserve a fantastically silly UNbirthday song to commemorate your special day.
Have a wonderful day! xoxo...
