Twenty-five years of you, one picture at a time. Scroll down. This one took a while to put together.
It plays on its own. Tap a card to see it big, or use the arrows.
Forty-two pictures that keep shuffling. Tap any one to open it.
Tap the cake to blow out the candles. Yes, all of them. You are twenty-five, that is a lot of candles.
Twenty-five years ago today you arrived and the whole world got better. Every picture here is a day I was lucky enough to be your dad, and every one of them still makes me smile.
You were brave before you could walk, funny before you could talk, and stubborn in all the right ways. Wherever this year takes you, I know it will be good, because you are the one taking it there.
Happy birthday, Paige. I am proud of you, today and every day. I love you. Go celebrate.