First there was Ian. We met in a bar. My mom doesn't like that part of the story. She prefers that I tell people we were introduced by a mutual friend. That part is true. But it was in a bar. We met. We fell in love. We got married. We started having babies. They were all boy. Then we got a pet. Also a boy. His name is Bob.
Boy number two (AKA Kid Number One) is Berkeley. Berkeley was stubborn before he even got here. Still is. He loves to read. Loves to write. Loves basketball.
Boy number three (Kid Number Two) is Griffin. Griffin loves nature and math. He has his own garden and thinks that the reason his kindergarten teacher isn't teaching multiplication is because she doesn't know it. It hasn't occured to him that that might be over the heads of most "other" kindergarteners.
Boy number four (you get the drift) is Parker. Parker is a redhead. Enough said.
Bob. Bob is a bunny. And a boy.
