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Home Page of Ian's Best Friend (though he doesn't know it yet)
Caelin Hoye
Joey Moore's Page with cool
Poobert animation! AND a movie! (Some people actually finish
their movies...)
Ian and Adrienne were accosted at the mall by a weird old guy in red who smelled of cookies, milk and reindeer plop! No wonder Ian cried! But they managed to get away. I publish the photo below as a public service: if you see this guy, do not attempt to apprehend him yourself - he has dozens of henchmen who do his every bidding, but you might be lulled into a false sense of security since you won't notice them at first because they're so small. But don't be fooled by their size: they are perfectly positioned for the ol' crotch-punch, so make no mistake - they're probably even more dangerous than the old guy. And those pointy shoes hurt when they kick!
 Ian sez: "If you vant to haf Buh-Tocks of steel, like me, you must do hundruts und hundruts uff naked squats a day. Buh-Tocks like zis doan just hoppen in nature, Girlyman!" |
 Ian with his Grandmother, Xmas 2000 |
 Though Mama often tries to dress him like a geek, Ian still knows how to get funky. Here he sez: "STOP!! Hammer Time!" and goes into his smoove moves. |
 Aunt Beth sez: "Take this child from me, and I will rip your gizzard out! Yeah, I'm talking' to you, camera boy! If you don't have a gizzard, I will install one first and then ... see threat above ..." |
 Ian sez: "Dada, this tractor followed me home. Can I keep it?" |
 This is from the famous Tiger Beat Photo Session. They didn't publish this one because they were afraid lip readers could figure out the obscenity Ian was on the verge of uttering. Can you guress what it is? Hint: it rhymes with "Dubya"* |
 When we first got Ian, we didn't intend to make him work 18 hours a day in our salt mines. It just kinda happened. Here, he washes off in the pool after a hard day of work. Don't give us that look, people: your pretzels and peanuts don't salt themselves, so you're as guilty as we are! |
 As you can see, when Ian is playing with his trucks, he's truly "in the zone". |
 I know he's our son and all, but, man, does this dude fill out a speedo, or what? Of course, most of it is diaper ... |
 Ian makes it a point to know his trucks inside and out. Fans may remember this beefcake pose from the Tiger Beat photos that were published. |
 Ian sez: "Got mah readin' boots on! With these, I don't have to stop reading even in the unlikely event of a spillage of radioactive waste water!" I think they may be on the wrong feet, though ... |
 You know, nobody was fooled by them Foster Grants: Ian signed over 50 copies of Tiger Beat that day. |
 "Ok, I'm gonna close my eyes, and whoever put this hat on me better take it off, no questions asked. If not, I'm gonna hafta put a hurting on somebody - you know, open up a can of-" No, don't say it, Ian! |
 Ian has learned from Mama that spying on the neighbors from your window hidey-hole is great fun! Sometimes, Ian and Mama do it for hours! |
 Dada lectures Ian on the importance of dental hygiene. Ian laffed ... TILL HE SAW DADA'S CHOPPERS CLOSE UP! |
 Ian shows off his dimple |
 Wabbits is the cwaaaaaziest people! |
 Ian was standing to the left of Gerry Rafferty when this shot was taken. |
 Time-out Boy in his time-out chair, looking sullen. |
 After a hard night of partying, Ian likes to spend most of the next day lying on the floor in the living room with his "sunnies" on. |
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