Presently: Chatterbox
Ian told Mommy a week ago that he had spotted “a Comerican flag.”
Ian has started referring to Mommy as “my Mommy.” It isn’t said in a way that sounds possessive, it is said in the same way that one might say “my love.”
Just now Ian handed me a card from a game “I have a letter for you! Two letters left… one for Connor and one for Kaylee…”
On Saturday (10th) Ian had his first real play-date at somebody else’s house. Elena and Scott were kind enough to take Ian into their home to play with their daughter Rowen, whom I think is about a year older than Ian. It also turned into his first sleepover. This probably sounds early for such a thing, but this was mostly Elena and Scott doing us a huge favor — Melissa and I needed time to pack. I woke up in the middle of the night and missed him greatly.
The next day (11th) Ian had his first movie theater experience. We saw Toy Story 3. I think he enjoyed the venue, but the movie had some pretty scary parts. Mostly Ian was upset with the overall plot, which was not going the way he wanted it to. Mommy took him outside into the lobby (this was a Father’s day present for me, so I got to stay) and Ian looked around at the brightly colored walls and lights. “It’s happy out here.”
Unfortunately Ian’s such a non-stop stream of words that I don’t catch all the fun stuff he’s been saying, or don’t remember.
Yesterday I told him that if Nina (very drowsy at that moment) happened to fall asleep, we’d be able to play a bit more. So he started singing “Twinkle Twinkle” to her.
Other fun stuff: “We’re going to blast off and go to otter space and go to Africaaa!!!! And go to our new house!”
There’s a Mr. Tire on Alpine that Ian referred to as Humpty Dumpty.
He claims that the mice in Hickory Dickory Dock were running up the clock to get away from a monster.
He named a rainbow colored bear that he owns “Savannah” after a girl at school.
Another moment ago Ian took his first serious unintentional roll down the steps here at 139 Highlander Dr. He’s fine, but the next house has much longer stairwells.
He’s definitely full-swing into the “Why?” phase.
“Mommy, Daddy, look! A big circle!!!” (said while we drove on the on-ramp to the highway… which is a big circle.)
In general his brilliance is just hilarious. Seems like every day I get a little shock from something he does or says. When he wants to do something that you don’t, it is funny how much of a battle of wits it is already turning into and he’s really not that old yet. I should probably get back into playing chess or something. 😉
