This is "Francis the Fifth"
And Birthday wishes are in order!
Poor guy is saddled with a family name and is the fifth in line........that's why he's called "Ben"! Is why his father, "the fourth", is called Todd and why I, the third, is called "Skip". No, we're not ashamed of our family name...not by a long shot. It's just that a guy going through grade school, high school, and college with a name like Francis can be dangerous.........Kids can be rough. My father, the Junior, was called Fran and rose to be the president of a major corporation. Strangely enough Juniors father was called Paul, but his father was the first Francis. He was the sect. of agriculture for the State of Pennsylvania a hundred or so years ago. So most of the "Francis" people did good relatively speaking. Paul owned his own farm.
The "Fifth" is a pride and joy, like his sister and cousins, but the poor guy has been given the responsibility of carrying the family name forward....like Henry the Eighth?
We never know what we or our young spawn will turn out to be, but this one like his father,..... constructs. They both like to build things.....like Leggo robots, roads, bridges, and big buildings. Whether it be a new kind of target for his (gasp) BB gun or some computer intricacy that I will never understand, he actually likes to put things together, take them apart, re-invent them. And intense interest in what interests him and and healthy way of ignoring what doesn't interest him. Must get that from some old man I know.
If it has more than one moving part, it was made to be disassembled and reconstructed. A very intense guy....Who is Bill Gates, a Jeopardy question?
He hasn't taken it apart yet, but we have readjusted it and he is learning just how to use it. Great lessons in compensation in order to get the arrow into the right portion of the target. He's just being a boy and we love him to death.
Happy Birthday Ben!
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