Ian

I enjoy observing change over time: a plant growing from seed; a building being constructed; a ceramic pot being pulled out of a mass of clay atop a spinning wheel. But what I have found to be even more engaging than these examples is my recent chunk of time spent as an uncle to the little boy below:

For an overview of Ian's four months of life, browse his blog.
I'm going to push him to go through the same phases as me:


In all seriousness, I have had a most intriguing and fulfilling time being an uncle. I dearly wish to write eloquently and intelligently about it. However, I find myself filling up paragraph after paragraph - with observations, thoughts, and anecdotes - that I soon after re-read and find completely uninteresting. Someday I will try again.

Ian was the original reason I chose North Carolina as my next place of residence, and he has not let me down, but rather on many occasions lifted me up. If days were lengthened to 32 hours, I might very well consider adopting a child now, but as it stands I will wait for a wife and at least a decade more of passed time.