I know! Late again!
But it's not because I don't love you or think you're gorgeous. Just look at you!
Your smile, your eyes, your adorable dimples! You've only gotten more beautiful this year.
And your laugh. It kills me. It always makes me want to tickle you more and more.
And I want to tell you all about it, but your Poor Old Aunt Bee is in the hospital. And I missed your party because of it. And I'm really really sad about that.
But I'll make it up to you. We'll celebrate. Just think of this as me teaching you my ancient secret of extending your birthday way past the actual date!
Just as soon as they let me out of this boring place, I'll make it up to you.
But for now, I've got to stay here to make sure I'm healthy enough to watch you grow up into the fun and beautiful person I know you'll be.