Words fail me as I think about Claire today, her birthday.  As I pathetically attempt to try and find a way to convey how much she means to me, I give you, the immortal words of Cole Porter.

Happy Birthday Babe

Do I love you, do I?
Doesn't one and one make two?
Do I love you, do I?
Does July need a sky of blue?

Would I miss you, would I?
If you ever should go away?
If the sun should desert the day,
What would life be?

Will I leave you?  Never.
Could the ocean leave the shore?
Will I worship you forever?
Isn't heaven forever more?

Do I love you, do I?
Oh my dear it's so easy to see.
Don't you know I do?
Don't I show you I do,
Just as you love me.