Ian and I went down to Dad’s this past weekend so I could get my hands on our family photos. While we were there, Ian received his first ride in a red wagon. Dad ended up getting out the same wagon Aunt Lori and I had when we were little (I actually found a photo from Easter 1984 when we got it). He surprised me with it Saturday night and Ian rode it out to the fire pit where Dad had a nice fire going. I held his hands while he rode it Saturday night, but on Sunday, he went solo on our way out to the fire pit to have lunch.

Ian and GpaBIan