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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Reading Books

One reason I don't get a lot done around the house is I get completely engrossed in a book and I can't put it down until I finish it. I become obsessive. All I can think about is finishing the book. That's how I know the difference between a book I love and one I don't; the one's I don't I can put down for a few days before I return to. Two days ago I was obsessed with James Patterson's book Sunday's at Tiffany's. He had such an interesting point of view as to how imaginary friends come into your life, and their impact on your future (it's a total romance story). Better than his interesting view is the fact that he uses my first and last name in the book. I was so struck by seeing my name in the book I had to run and show it to Darrin, who, of course, didn't think it was nearly as cool as I did.

Ian is also obsessed with books, particularly the book Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus. Darrin and I have it memorized we have read it to him so many times. For awhile now, he's been "reading" the pages of the words he knows when we read to him, those pages that say, "No, please, buh-bye". He pulled his book off the shelf last night and started reading to himself. When he would get to the red page where the pigeon gets really mad because he can't drive the bus, Ian's voice would go up and get loud. I swear on the page that says, "True story" Ian was trying to say it as he kept saying "Oooooooo". But the kicker for Darrin and I was as he was flipping through the book, not in any order, he came across the page that says "Vroom-vroom-vroomy-vroom-vroom" and without any prompt, Ian goes- Vroom. Darrin and I looked at each other in shock. It's so amazing to us how quickly Ian picks up words and says words we haven't really worked on, like Vroom, meow, and lion. Here's Ian reading a bedtime story for you:

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Bliss is when...

your son, who is normally up shortly after 6 in the morning, sleeps in until 9!

That's how Saturday started, and it was fantastic. I can't remember the last time I got to sleep in that late since Ian's been on a regular sleeping schedule.

Saturday continued its blissfulness, as Darrin hung out with Ian and I got to go back-to-school shopping for myself. I'm not a big shopper; I do it at this time of year and Christmas. It was actually enjoyable this time. Most clothes I tried actually fit really well.

Then, what's better than having your hubby make homemade pizza for dinner. Ian really enjoyed it.
Ian enjoyed even more the frozen yogurt we got at TCBY for dessert later that night. He wore his cowboy outfit for the first time, and it actually didn't get completely covered in yogurt.

The weather has been perfect this weekend. We took Ian on lots of walks, and then spent today playing in the water. First, he helped me wash my car.


And then he had a blast playing in the yard sprinklers.

Got caught up on some things around the house I was behind on, so not really any quilting or scrapbooking this weekend. The kids show up at school tomorrow. It brings more routine back into my life, but more stress and work, too. Can't wait to see what this school year holds.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Runaround

With work starting up again tomorrow, I'll be running around town; commuting to work, picking up Ian, running errands in-between. What better way to run around town than with a runaround bag.

The pattern is by Lazy Girl Designs and it was so easy to put together. Took about 2 hours and only two fat quarters. Super-Duper Easy. I may need to get the Miranda pattern. Thought I'd have no use for a bag that big, but with school starting, I may need a new bag to take schoolwork home in.

Apparently I took too long making dinner last night...
Ian asked for a towel and curled up at the table. He's been dragging the blankets around in the basement and asking to rock-a-bye with a blanket before bed, so I'm finally getting some use out of the quilt I made him.

Dinner must have revitalized him, though, because he and Darrin played peek-a-boo with the banister afterwards.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Week with Grandma and Grandpa

My parents left Tuesday after spending a week here with us. Ian loved having them here, mostly because they would do everything he wanted, but that's what grandparents are for. Ian quickly learned the word 'hat' while they were here. He would bring grandpa both grandpa's hat and his hat to show grandpa he wanted to go outside. They went on at least two walks every day.

Their first night in town I had a softball game and they all came to watch. Ian met a girl who was passing out Lucky Charms to us on the team (we were behind in the final inning-and their luck worked). Ian was, of course, right next to her since she had food. I think he made a new friend. The crazy thing is that she's four, and I never would have guessed she was that old when they were standing next to each other.

The next morning, Ian had to take his grandparents to his favorite place, the zoo. Ian went wild in the aquarium, bouncing from one side of the tunnel to the other to look at all the fish and sharks. Thank goodness they were there to chase after him! The weather was perfect for the morning out and the animals were all awake and active. It was a great day.
Ian spent every night out in the pool on the deck. He didn't care what he wore, either. He'd get in with his clothes on, his swimsuit, just swimmers, or nothing at all. He loves walking around in the pool and dumping water from one container to another. He doesn't mind the water getting dumped on him, either. So much time in the pool has carried over to the tub, though. He won't sit down, just wants to walk around. Might have to pull the ducky tub back out.


Ian also had his 18-month pictures while they were here. The pictures turned out okay, but Ian just doesn't show his trademark smile there because they want to pose him and he wants to do his thing. We have the benefit here of capturing him in the moment. Here were some of our favorites that they got.

Goodbye summer...

This is the last weekend before I go back to life as a teacher, and what's back-to-school without a new haircut. The last time I had it cut was February. It was really long, and this is the shortest I've had since freshman year of college. So here's a picture mom and dad...
Before I got overwhelmed in grading papers and writing lessons, I had to get a red, white, and blue star done for my prolific online quilting group. One of the girls is serving overseas, and many of us are making a block to be sewn into a quilt for her. Here's my block. It's the 'Nebraska' block from Carol Doak's book (can you guess why I picked it?)


Ian will be 18-months-old on Wednesday, so he got a birthday present from us. He's been driving his tractors and cars all over our furniture like crazy these last couple of days. I saw this toy at Target and decided he needed it and it couldn't wait until Christmas, hence the 18-month gift. He loves it. It's the only thing he's played with since he got it, and that was at 3:00 today.

Darrin questioned whether or not Ian should have gotten a gift. He's been a pistol this last week. We think it's the terrible two's hitting already, and they sure are annoying. If he doesn't get his way on anything, he throws a fit. Most the time it's okay, just a few seconds of crying and rolling on the floor before the thumb goes in the mouth and all is well. During meals is when it's really bad, though. If he doesn't get his way, his criss-crosses his arms quickly infront of him and anything in the path gets cast onto the floor. BBQ, ranch, mac 'n cheese, yogurt, you name it- it's seen our floor this week. Unfortunately whoever built our house put carpet in the only place a table can go, and unfortunately Darrin and I bought a table that doesn't leave enough clearance to pick up Ian's chair enough to get it under the table with something covering the floor. As a special education teacher, I've taken quite a few behavioral classes, and my education tells me that I should take him away from the table when he does this, but the mother in me doesn't want him to starve... hopefully this ends soon.

We're really loving our new Nikon. We've taken more picture in this month so far than we did the whole month a year ago, and Ian's was just as cute then as he is now. Here's my boys washing dishes in the sink: