Today is KC's birthday. He's twelve, and that number is so big it is hard for me to comprehend. He is still my baby, and I call him that, it will make him turn and look at me.
We've been through a lot, ups and downs - me on the ground lots of times! - but he trusts me to look out for his best interests and can get him to do pretty much anything he's able to do.
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