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Now kitties…
Ian went downstairs with me to feed the cats. As soon as the six of them were each settled in front of one of the circle of six cat food bowls, Ian stepped into the middle and said, “Now kitties, I’m going to tell you a story.” He plopped down in the middle, startling several cats away from the kitty buffet and held up a finger. “This is Thomas,” he said.
I wish I could have waited this out and found out the rest of the story, but the cats were eyeballing him with definite suspicion, and they outnumber him, so I convinced him to let them eat in peace.
I’ll huff, and I’ll puff…
Friday we did The Three Little Pigs at school. We acted it out as a “table puppet play,” and as I told them the story, I encouraged them to help me set the scene. The kids got way into this… controlling the wooden “pigs,” helping to name the characters, yelling, “Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!” and experimenting with building their own “houses” after we finished the story. They loved the part where we all “huffed” and “puffed.”
Ian is continuing to play out the story on his own at every opportunity. He’ll grab the tray and say, “I want to build Michael’s house.” (We named the smart pig who built his house out of stones Michael. His two brothers are George and Ryan.)
One of the most entertaining aspects of this for me, as the adult, was to see how each child took something different from the story and the activity. One was most into the huffing and puffing, one was more into moving the “pigs” around, one was delighted at the opportunity to shout defiance at the bully, and more. Each took to a different aspect and made it their own. At the end they all joined me in laughing at the wolf who thought he could blow down a stone house!
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Family walk plus big apple
We told him we’d take him to the playground, but he took off in a whole other direction and we had a very nice little family walk.. the perfect end to the perfect day.
More herbs:
A brother OR a sister
Wednesday Ian informed me that he would like a little brother. I told him we would work on it, but that he had to take what he got- he might not get a brother, he might get a sister instead.
Hours later we had this conversation.
Ian: I want a brother OR a sister.
Daddy: Well, you know that if you get a sister, it won’t be Aisling, right?
Mommy: Yeah, she’s already been adopted once, I don’t think it will happen again.
Ian: Let’s get Thomas. Let’s adopt him.
Mommy: Uh, honey, Thomas is going to stay with his Mommy. We’ll have to get our own baby.
The next day a different friend brought her new infant over and left the baby, in her carrier, with me for a few minutes so she could use the restroom. Ian spotted me with this baby. “MOMMY! What you got there for me?”
So, mamas, consider yourself on notice… do not leave your infants unsecured. Ian has decided we need one, and yours will do just fine!
Dear Ian,
We love you when you’re clever
We love you when you’re tall
We love you when you’re silly
And when you’re anything at all.
We love you when you’re sleeping
And when you’re awake
We love your hugs and kisses
And your very special ways.
Happy Mother’s Day
Throughout the animal kingdom, we are told that those who are good mothers are that way because they had good mothers themselves.
I am often told that I’m good mom. I can’t see how it could be otherwise, when I’m building on such a fabulous example.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
Lovely family
“Let’s play with helicopters, Daddy!”
Ian Longlegs
Yes, that’s Ian on the “big boy” monkey bars. No, I couldn’t believe it either.
Ian’s first haircut
Resist though I might, it had to happen sooner or later. The onset of hot weather forced my hand, since every time Ian would get hot and sweaty, his longest curls would get very badly tangled and no one was enjoying the combing-out process. So Mommy’s Barber Shop opened for business today and trimmed Ian’s topknot. Mommy survived. Ian could care less.
For giggles, take the time machine back approximately one year.
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