Ryan is a deeply caring person, and has strong connections with his friends and family. He calls his parents every week without fail, and on weekend mornings while I’m still trying to string two words together, he'll often be on the phone with a friend on the East Coast, making jokes while scrambling up some eggs.
Ryan loves making things with his hands, and is unafraid to tackle difficult projects. Once when deciding if we could stain our own floors, we watched a video that not only made it look complex, but was also explained by a guy with such a strong Irish accent that it was hard to make out what he was saying. I was relieved, thinking that this was clearly beyond our skill-level. But Ryan turned to me, looking inspired, and said, “We can totally do this!” (And we did.)
I love Ryan’s sense of humor, which ranges from very witty to downright goofy. He rarely misses an opportunity to have fun and be playful with our niece Silvi or our friends’ kids.
I know he will bring his sense of wonder and caring to fatherhood. He’s looking forward to family time in the mornings in our living room, finding ways to make our baby laugh and reading her or him stories at bedtime. I see Ryan playing with our child with a homemade wooden train or horse, taking walks around the neighborhood as a family (which he can do because he works for a small law firm and thankfully doesn’t keep ‘typical’ lawyer hours), spending time in the park, and helping our child understand the world he or she sees.