My favorite memory of Ryan was when he was about a year old. He was little and just walking. We were at their house for a birthday party. We were watching the kids play. There was this tiny little pond on the side of the house. Ryan was standing there looking at it, then all of the sudden he just face planted in it. Me and Matt looked at each other and laughed. It just looked so funny. (Don't worry his mom was there to fish him out. We didn't just stand around and watch him drown.) It's amazing to me that that little kid is so big now. And I am flattered that he likes my son enough to want to take him home to live with them.
Hope you have a great birthday Ryan!
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