At age 9, you entered the kitchen during dinner after a long day and inquired: “Uncle Arvin, what’s masturbation?” …we all burst out laughing and I told you it’s what you’ll be doing in 3 to 4 years; At age 3, you surprised us all by calling your wiener a “surprise” and commented on why certain male parts looked like brains; At age 4, you left the bathroom with a Maxim magazine tucked underneath your arm leaving us all confused until this day; At age 5 to 7, you became emotionally attached to those special pair of pants that ripped into shorts you just couldn’t part ways with even when they started to flood like capris; At age (Insert #, I forgot), you started to care about your appearance and took on a high maintenance faux hawk that took you an hour to style and perfect every morning before school; At age (Insert # here, I forgot again), you let yourself go and started to look like an Asian Ringo; At age 1, you were the most beautiful little baby boy I bathed in a bucket and gave tragic haircuts to…Etc.
Your goofy nature, trademark grin, and weird curiosity always brought a smile to my face with so many fond memories attached… You will always be my first nephew and one that taught me how seriously weird boys are. :p
Happy Sweet 16 Sean! Wishing you another wonderful year of awkward. Love you!