Uncle Ronny
Ronny, my brother, has hit some rough roads in his life and we offered to take him in. He’s happy having somewhere to stay, but oh my goodness Izzy absolutely LOVES him! The first night he came to stay, Izzy wouldn’t go to bed. It got to about 11pm and he still wanted to stay up and play with Uncle Ronny. Every time Ronny leaves just to go outside for a second he calls for him and goes through the house looking for him. Up until now, he has called him “Ahnoo.” But just a few minutes ago he said “Ahnee.” Much better than “Ahnoo.”
