Sweet, wonderful, clever little soul, now you are three!
It’s hard to believe that you’re no longer a baby - which you so are so very clear in stating every time I call you just that. My little baby.
You are immensely powerful and funny and weird (in the best way), you are still completely unafraid and you do life to the fullest. You are such an independent little man and still so snuggly and close and loving, you burst my heart open all the time.
Our loving lovely completely lovable little Wolfie, you are magic. I love you so much it hurts.
Happy birthday!

And yes: I had to photograph you in the spot where you were born, this birthday, too.