My Nephew.
You think you're so slick when you put candy in your pockets, and
when you stuff your face with chocolate.
I get mad, but watching you do these silly things makes me laugh.
Then you start to laugh and I get glad. Seeing you smile makes me so happy
even on the days when I feel so crappy.
You make me realize how much fun it was to be a kid, wishing I
could go back and be one again. I love you a ton, and always remember that
you're my number one.
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