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Before we embark on a several part entry from Grandma Sue’s visit, I wanted to tell a few stories.

Ian slept very little last night. At one point he mentioned something about scared or scary. So I asked him if he had had a bad dream. He said “Yep.” “Well what did you dream about?” I asked. “Pumpkin,” he said, a little fright in his voice. “A pumpkin?” “Big one.”

Later in the same night, at around 5:40 in the morning, he finally got so tired he couldn’t come back out of his nightmare, I guess. But before falling asleep he asked me to “pet” him, (rub his back a little bit) and sing him the ABC’s.

Recently (last week, maybe the week before) Ian really did give up the zooey for good at last. We were just trying to explain that with its new hole, the pacifier would likely need to be thrown out soon, and that he should be the one to do so, when the time comes. He immediately threw it in the diaper genie, and gave the lever a throw. Much later that night he mentioned something along the lines of “Grampa Dave go to store buy a zooey.”I think every person we talked to about pacifiers said that their kid asked once or twice and then was over it. We have not been so lucky. At least once a night he asks for it. It makes me feel a bit bad, really… particularly when I tuck him back in late at night and his mouth makes a sucking motion looking for it… I feel bad because we so heavily pushed him into relying on it.

Ian actually opened the bathroom door the other day so that the cat could get to his spare bowl of water. He mentioned this specifically, and I would call this the first case of Ian teaming up with his “fuzzy brother from another mother.”

Ian sang PERFECT back-up vocals when I sang the themesong for “Dinosaur Train” just a few days ago. It goes like this:
Dinosaur train!
(Dinosaur train.)
Dinosaur train!
(Dinosaur train.)
Gunna riiide (ride, ride, ride riiiiiiide)
Dinosaur train!

This one’s hard to explain, but suffice to say I whistled the themesong to a show when he referenced it — a show called Callilou. Ian turned and stared at me, he couldn’t believe the song was coming out of my mouth. “CALLILOU SONG DADDY!!! CALLILOU SONG!!!”

I’ve got some good pics and some audio clips that I’ll throw on here as soon as I can. I’m still in a bit of a busy stretch for a little while. I think things should start to ease up around November. The good news is that I have a job starting around October 15th. Very awesome!

No news is good news on the little girl. She’s got more kicks than a karate school according to Mommy!