The King of the Wild Things was born 11 June, 2012. His mother was absolutely sure that he’d be early, so of course, he was over two weeks late. Five years later, he is still a content little boy. He is happiest when taking things apart and putting them back together, he kicks some major ass at Memory and Monopoly and he doesn’t stop moving. Ever. Jumping, running, kicking, you name it. He does it.
He was born in Germany, but is of British and American stock. He is a Chelsea fan and is seriously on his way to becoming a football (soccer) phenom.
He is determined, inquisitive, strong, thoughtful, kind and sweet. He is also, most definitely, a little monster.