The youngest of the Bobbitt clan, I was born in the summer of 2004. While I'm told I look like my father as a boy, I take after my mother in temperament. I have a sharp wit, and am very good with people. I am not, however yet able to write, so my father is writing this, while I play on the trampoline in the back yard with my brother.
Similarly, since I'm not yet able to type, I'm stuck with the indignity of pictures my parents have chosen for me (see pictures on the left).