Thursday, October 28, 2010
Happy Birthday Ian!
From the day you were born 15 years ago, you were loved. Being the youngest of 3 children is hard, I know as I was also the youngest. You always are trying to find your place in the family. We gave you many nicknames first E-B, as your brothers thought your name started with an E and the B well that's obvious. Then as you grew a little....notice I say a little, we started calling you Peanut! And while you dislike that nickname, you will always be my "peanut".
Pop Pop always made you cry! Although in this picture you weren't!
When you were little you were my dare devil child, always trying to keep up with your brothers! At one yrs old you broke your foot playing football outside with your brothers. The cast only slowed you down a bit, and as soon as you learned to get around with it, off it came!
Although as you got a little older, you got a little less adventurous but I guess that comes from having 2 older brothers keeping a watchful eye on you. On our trip to Disneyland I had to bribe you with money to touch the sea slug, although you had no problem touching the star fish...guess the sea slug looked more dangerous.
You played basketball, soccer and baseball, although not with the same interest as your brothers did. Your true interest lie elsewhere....
You were my child that wanted to know how things worked. If your dad was fixing something, you were right there next to him, helping to take it apart.
As years have past. you have developed a deeper love for tinkering, just like your father and grandfather. You've gotta "know" just how things work. Just knowing they do isn't enough for you. You have found your niche in the robotics club at Towson. You can build your robot, then take it apart to make it better, over and over again. Just please, when you learn to drive in the next year or so, try to leave the car intact mechanically!
Happy Birthday Peanut...errr I mean Ian! Love you!