You are a perfect combination of storm clouds and sunshine. I guess, by default, that makes you my rainbow, huh?
And you are two today.
When you were born, I was so afraid for your ability to thrive. You showed me though. You've blossomed and grown like a wild vine, weaving a path of your own choosing. Your eyes sparkle with laughter and mischief, your voice sounds with clarity and force. You leap blindly and fearlessly into adventure. You twirl uninhibited, stretching your limbs into service for your own joy and our amusement.
Happy Birthday my Love. I can't wait to watch you grow, making your colors as vivid as your personality.