Still sweet, still willing to cuddle but different, sadly. Older. Outside of my care for long stretches, five days a week and learning things, seeing things, I can’t control. I pull him into our bed once in awhile. I dreamt of the day he’d sleep all night on his own regularly. I got what I wished for and now I’d undo it in a heartbeat. I love him so much and he’s got to change and grow but this birthday is bittersweet. Stay little, Soren.