He's 16 today. Best 16 years of my life.
Here I am being the normal mother, writing birthday wishes on her always-normal son's card:
I never thought the joy I felt the day you arrived could ever be matched, but it has been -- each and every day since you've been here. You are an amazing young man. Happy birthday!
In less than three years, he'll be out of my daily orbit forever. If 16 years can go by this fast, imagine three. In the meantime, I'll try to remember to appreciate every opportunity to annoy the shit out of him.