Even if it was six days late. And it might be the only Birthday Fax I’ve ever received. David found it in the machine and was like – what the F is this? Sarah told him it didn’t have his name on it so it obviously wasn’t for him. It had a cover sheet and everything, but I left that off to protect the innocent.
Oh, Mean Bean. I miss you.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
This is awesome! I would have felt so loved! I am glad he ended your birth week perfectly. We love you!