Monday, February 16, 2009

What boy...

hates having his hands dirty? We had Ian's birthday party back in Iowa this weekend. I tried my hand at making him a cake:

He loved the fact it was a choo-choo, but when it came to eating it, he wanted nothing to do with it. I cut up the caboose for him, and each time he touched it, he'd immediately rub his hands together and try to clean them. At one point, he attempted to eat it without the use of hands:He just HATES having his hands dirty. Needless to say, we cut up the caboose and gave him a fork.

We had a great time visiting with family and friends who came to the party. Ian got a bunch of gifts, but thankfully most people kept them small- hopefully thinking of the car they would all have to fit it. He got a lot of books, vehicles (including an orange snow plow like the one grandpa drives), t-ball, doctor kit, a wagon full of blocks, and clothes. Both sets of grandparents gave him bikes. One is still in the box so we could get it home, but my dad couldn't wait. He gave him a replica Super H tactor. Ian loved it so much that he had to give it a hug and kiss every time we left.
Another highlight of Ian's birthday weekend was sitting in a real fire truck. Ian's uncle is fire chief of the volunteer force back home and his party was in the building connected to the trucks. We showed him how the lights work, attempted to get a helmet on his head, and let him sit in the seat. He was calling them Ian's fire trucks at the end of the night.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Happy Birthday Ian

I got a call at 5:40 this morning telling me school was cancelled due to snow. I laid back down and had to smile: exactly two years ago I had gotten the same call, and spent that snow day in the hospital giving birth to Ian. At the time, I was hoping for a girl, but I couldn't be more happy or blessed that I came home with Ian. Just watching him play cars right now makes me smile; he finds such joy in the little things. Just like we found true joy the day he was born.

Happy Birthday Ian!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Perfect Day

Today was a perfect day...well... almost. Ian woke us up at 6:30 this morning. When is he going to learn that you sleep in on the weekends? After three bowls of Cheerios for breakfast, he decided to try out my shoes this morning, and he did surprisingly well walking in them.
I left for sewing Saturday at Marlena's, though not before giving Ian a haircut. While I was hard at work on my ocean waves quilt, Ian was soaking up the sun outside with Darrin. Notice that it's February in Nebraska, and we have NO snow. That's thanks to the 50-degree temperatures we've had lately.
Darrin and Ian joined me at Noah and Marlena's for Ian's birthday party. The food was great.
Don't let the picture fool you. We had brats on the grill for supper. That was actually Ian's cake! They baked a cake in a pizza pan, topped it with frosting for sauce, and the rest of the toppings were strawberries, kiwi, blueberries, and white chocolate. Yum!

After the food, it was on to presents. Ian loved his balloons, though he enjoyed hitting them around the room more than he enjoyed having them clipped onto his pants.
He had more fun ripping the paper off of the books, clothes, and Leap Frog fridge magnets he got.

As I was rocking Ian before bed tonight, he kept singing, "Happy Two." I can't believe my little guy is almost two.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Finally Finished

Well, the Dick and Jane quilt is tagged, washed, and ready for delivery. I finally finished it. To quilt it, I just stiched-in-the-ditch around the inner pinwheels and then between each of the rows/columns. I think it turned out great. I don't know why it took forever to get done. I didn't really run into many complications along the way. I just put it to the side once the top was done. My goal for the next quilt- sandwich and quilt as soon as the top is pieced. Otherwise, who knows how long that one will sit there.

I went to the Brad Paisley concert last night with Sara, and it was a blast. We had FANTASTIC seats- 16 rows up and even with the stage front. His opening act was Darrius Rucker. I loved his voice as the front-man for Hootie and the Blowfish, and he sounded just as great singing country songs, and his country songs were GOOD, unlike some other genre artists who have tried to make the switch. After him was Dierks Bentley, who was hilarious. At one point, his next song opened with scenes from his music video for the song, and he sat down on the stage with a bucket of popcorn and some beer. He tried to shush the crowd and act like he was watching, but we were all laughing so hard. Finally Brad came on and played for 90 minutes. He is such a talented guitar player and was really fun to watch. I really enjoyed his show, though not as much as Keith Urban's.