I may not know what Ian did, but his mama has given me that look before… somebody’s in trouble! 😉 See this image larger.

Ian’s outfit for the fourth of July… I like that pose, kiddo, the catwalk is not ready for you! See this image larger.

The temperature was perfect outside, time for a swim! Maybe you could bring a toy or twelve, little man! See this image larger.

Ian decides he could look just a little cooler with Dada’s sunglasses on! See this image larger.

A great time was had by all, but I think we all know who had the most fun. See this image larger.

“Go inside?!? Awww.” See this image larger.

Sorry about the delays, folks, as I mentioned in the Twitter area of the site, work piled up and it was a short week after we got back from the break! (Hopefully you all got your Ian fix by watching the Ian DVD?)

Friday, July 3rd marked our return to Canadian waters, and as 8 months or so had passed since Ian’s last visit, we were wondering how much he would remember. Parts of Fawn Island, I know he remembers, but not many. The cottage ottomans, in particular. As far as people go, Grandpa Dave got a wave from across the parking lot the moment Ian was lifted from his car seat. Grandma Marcia got a smile and a wave from the boat as we neared the cottage.

Not all of the story can be told in pictures despite the great many that were taken. Here’s a quick rundown of some fun things that happened and then I’ll get to the images.

• The first thing Ian did was pick up a great big ball on the deck, and run into a post with it. He bounced, (ball hit the post, not his face) fell on his bum, and rolled onto his back. He still had his life jacket on, so there wasn’t so much as a whimper, and he was up and back at it in no time.

• Ian learned to knock on doors. What started as kind of a funny quest to see if he could pull it off, turned into a running joke throughout the trip. Grandpa Dave started it by heading to he and Marcia’s room to grab something. Ian followed Grandpa but was cut off by the door. He stood there looking, kind of perplexed. After being shown an example, he immediately used his knuckles and knocked properly. It was very cool.

• Ian did his best to work his way through a screen door at the cottage, kind of pulling it out of the door in the process. The cottage got its revenge by bonking him with a table near his right eye. This counts as a tie, and both were easily remedied with a little time.

• As I mentioned in one of the twitter stories, one day during the trip we were watching the Olympic discus tryouts, and after about two tries on the screen, Ian stood up and spun around in a circle as if he too were trying out. It was more hilarious than I can convey in words.

Two more parts to come for our first Fawn Island trip of the year!

Fresh from our trip, we made our way to the cottage. Ian may not look all that happy at the moment, but suffice to say b-o-a-t-r-i-d-e ended up having to be spelled instead of spoken! He loved it and demanded more! See this image larger.

Although he was blown away by the number of available ball-toys to play with, particularly the set of five that each did something wacky, Ian focused on the green and yellow one you see in his hand. Look for it in many other pictures during this trip! Here Gm Marcia shows him one of the other very cool toys! See this image larger.

Happy as a clam so long as he’s got a toy ball in his hands! (There’s that green and yellow one again, see? See this image larger.

Gp Dave tries to explain the importance of sharing, but Ian tries to escape through a loophole… “If one of the balls is on my head, I am technically no longer playing with it, thus I do not have one to share.” See this image larger.

We’re getting ready and packing for our big Fawn Island trip — it’ll be a doozy. The 3rd through the 7th! I’ll try to take video and pictures as much as possible!

07/01/08 Daycare Report

Ian had a great day! He got to go to the park and play on the slides and swings. He enjoyed singing songs during circle time. He would stand up and dance to our snacks. [I think they meant songs, there.] He loved our 4th of July Sparkler Snack.[I’m going to go ahead and assume there were no pyrotechnics involved.]

We got two incident reports today from daycare. The first was at 10:05am…

Ian was playing with the lawnmower [presumedly a toy] and another child wanted his toy. The other child got upset and bit Ian on his left arm.

The second was at 11:00am…

Another child was pushing him out of the way and Ian didn’t want to move. So the child bit him on his left wrist.

I notice we don’t get the name or gender of the other child. I’m wondering what his/her incident report says. I’m guessing something along the lines of “Your child bit another child twice, deserved kick in shin, received.”

Note the difference between an incident report and a daily report. Incident reports are for when Ian has an accident or hurts himself in some way. Daily reports are a simple update on how his day went. I think in the future I’ll be typing in his daily reports here on the blog; they’re probably good to keep track of in a database like this one anyway.

Today’s Daily Report — “Ian had a great day… …He is doing a lot better interacting with the other children.” (This is the day he got bit, lol)

In other news:
• Ian woke up the other morning, held his arms up for Mama to pick him up, plucked the zooey (pacifier) out of his mouth, and handed it to her. (As in: “Done with this for now, thanks.”)

• When I picked Ian up from daycare yesterday, I sat him down on the floor of the car. I showed him how he could climb up to the seat of the car, and then his infant car seat as a series of steps. I mean sure, he’d made it from the car’s rear seat up onto his infant car seat previously, but to make it in a couple steps, that’d be impressive, right? Well he skipped the middle-step and clambered up from the car floor into the infant car seat!

Well, I bombed you with images the last few days, here’s some stories!

• Ian and I have this game where we run around the couch that sits in the center of our living room. First we run around for awhile and he laughs, that’s pretty typical. Now I’ll switch direction and act like he scared me, scream “Ahhhh!” and turn around… well, he’s smart enough to know to turn around too! So we meet again shortly, again with the scream, and so on.

• Ian high-fives and waves with increasing frequency.

• We got our first incident report for Ian last week from his new daycare. Loosely, it said “Ian went face-first down the slide and ran into a toy truck.” He ended up with a bit of a black eye, but not much of one. On a related note: I bought a shirt for him, I think before he was even born… it’s still too big… but it says “I do all my own stunts.”

• I think as much of a Mama’s boy as Ian has been, we’ve had some serious bonding time lately because of Melissa’s work schedule. Things return back to normal shortly, and we’re all very grateful for that.

• Ian was sick again this week, but seemed to get over it pretty quick, thanks to a quick trip to the doctor and one of our best experiences with antibiotcs yet.

• Finally, one of the most bizarre experiences I’ve had with Ian yet… the ice cream truck goes by — and if you’ve visited us in the summer and heard it go by, you’ve heard precisely one song: Popeye the Sailor Man. Over and over again. At any rate… Ian heard the music, looked kind of bewildered for a second, and then, with caveman-like precision, he “bounced” in a hunched position, and began waggling his arms like he was repeatedly putting on an invisible coat. A slight smile, but mostly a look of focus was on his face… he was dancing! If I get this on video tape I’ll share it immediately, I promise.