Thursday, November 18
Sju små kärlekar.
Because of the way you fuss about your hair.
And the way you let me pat the back of your neck when you return from the hairdresser with a fresh crew cut.
Because of the horrible drinks you mix to make me giggle.
Because you let me follow you around with my camera paparazzo style.
How you get obsessed with weird nerdy stuff. Like different types of birdsong. Or reading as many books as possible in a year.
Because you always have a trick up your sleeve. Always a surprise at your fingertips.
Because you'll be the king of Lost Boy forever.
Happy birthday Kristofer! I love you.