9...Not 19

The Boy turned 9 this weekend.

Not 19, as he'd like you to believe.

9.

He is a puzzle.

A contradiction.

Carefree with a hard exterior.

Fearless yet shy.

He makes me laugh through tears.

He makes my soul swell.

He owns my heart.

Happy birthday, Eli.

My love for you is without end.

Rip it up, man.

You are golden.