About two nights ago, we asked Ian what we should name his little sister when she is born sometime in January… he said “Tewiffic.”
Today Ian told me that I’m the most wonderful father in the world. I’m not kidding. It’s on a Leap Frog DVD, this little frog enters a contest wherein he has to describe his dad as the most wonderful dad in the world… so Ian obviously picked it up from there. Nice anyway though, isn’t it?
Some nights have been more difficult than others for getting Ian to sleep, lately. Tonight at around 10:00pm I looked up to see his light on, which is not a good sign… and under the door I could see 10 little toes wedged under the door from the other side. I ended up having to wiggle my fingers under the door, push his toes out, lift one foot slightly up… all so I could open the door a few inches and slide my whole arm into his room. From there I was able to bend his leg at the knee, and get his other foot out of the way. I then picked him up and put him in bed, and he didn’t wake up through any of this. Crazy kid.
Can’t wait to share some pictures from the last couple of days!!! We’ve got some good ones! Maybe tomorrow at lunch I’ll have time. Big crunchy deadlines for Daddy.
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I’ll start this by saying that a long time ago, we looked at the two pacifiers on Ian’s shelf. These were his final two. One of them got snipped, and given to him, and he was so upset that, at the time, we gave him the other. But we knew right then, that the final zooey was truly going to be the FINAL zooey.
Fast forward to today…
I took him to a park with the Dads’ group (which I’m about ready to stop meeting with… because I don’t get to talk to the dads anyway, and they keep choosing locations that are 30 minutes from my house) and we had a great time. We headed home a little late, he fell asleep in the car (because, did I mention, the Dads’ group keeps choosing locations 30 minutes from my house?) and awoke in the driveway.
I tried to get him to sleep, but was met with a polite knock “Daddy! My not sleepy!” (possibly “sleeping” at the end there, hard to tell.) He gave me a hug and a kiss when I opened the door for him, so things were still going well.
Later he watched a video with me, it was about 4:30 or so… and he asked for a blanket. Then he was out like a light. I took him upstairs when a car muffler woke him up, and gave him his zooey/pacifier. About fifteen minutes later he cried and cried because he thought he had the “bad” zooey. Turns out, the final zooey had finally given in and produced a small crack. So then things really started going poorly. Upset and exhausted, Ian faced the evening with a frown.
I felt for Ian so much today. None of this was his fault, everything sort of conspired against him. His schedule got so screwed up.
He’s currently making moaning noises in his bed, without a good zooey. But it sounds like he’s doing his best to be brave. I give the little man much credit. When you see him next, give him a hug… and don’t mention the “z” word, please.
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Ian woke up this morning, Saturday August 29th, in a great mood. He seems to suddenly know more when he’s feeling well, mostly because he’s just flat-out more cooperative. This is why I think kids appear to learn in bursts and leaps… if they don’t feel like talking, you don’t know that they’re progressing in little steps.
He told me he wanted to watch “the science kid” when he woke up, but “Sid, the Science Kid” is not on… instead we watched Super Why! At one point some “super letters” appeared on the screen… They are jumbled up letters that eventually spell a word. There were two letters: a “D” and an “L.” Ian pointed at the screen and said “D”… (Melissa and I shared a look of “is that new? That’s new!!!”) “and…. L.” (Melissa and I explode with praise and cheering.)
Toward the end of the show they sort of break into a happy dance while singing a “hip hip hooray” song. I mimicked the movements and Ian said “GO Daddy! GO Daddy!”
Melissa asked Ian to hand her a corner bumper so she could put it back on a sharp counter edge. Ian said “I get it.” Picked it up, walked toward the counter, looked around “Daddy, whar you go?” When he found me, he said “Here you go!” handed it to me and walked over to the right spot, pointing at it. “It go there.” Apparently I’m the only one with the magic touch to make velcro stick.
Thank you Aunt Melanie for the awesome care package! Ian grabbed the candy right before naptime, and we told him he’d have to wait until after his nap to eat it. He ran upstairs and came back a minute later “Daddy, whar my candy? I jus’ woke up!” (He also said something about it being Grandma candy.)
More Random Stuff
About two nights ago, we asked Ian what we should name his little sister when she is born sometime in January… he said “Tewiffic.”
Today Ian told me that I’m the most wonderful father in the world. I’m not kidding. It’s on a Leap Frog DVD, this little frog enters a contest wherein he has to describe his dad as the most wonderful dad in the world… so Ian obviously picked it up from there. Nice anyway though, isn’t it?
Some nights have been more difficult than others for getting Ian to sleep, lately. Tonight at around 10:00pm I looked up to see his light on, which is not a good sign… and under the door I could see 10 little toes wedged under the door from the other side. I ended up having to wiggle my fingers under the door, push his toes out, lift one foot slightly up… all so I could open the door a few inches and slide my whole arm into his room. From there I was able to bend his leg at the knee, and get his other foot out of the way. I then picked him up and put him in bed, and he didn’t wake up through any of this. Crazy kid.
Can’t wait to share some pictures from the last couple of days!!! We’ve got some good ones! Maybe tomorrow at lunch I’ll have time. Big crunchy deadlines for Daddy.
Bad Mood… And a Farewell to Zooey(?)
I’ll start this by saying that a long time ago, we looked at the two pacifiers on Ian’s shelf. These were his final two. One of them got snipped, and given to him, and he was so upset that, at the time, we gave him the other. But we knew right then, that the final zooey was truly going to be the FINAL zooey.
Fast forward to today…
I took him to a park with the Dads’ group (which I’m about ready to stop meeting with… because I don’t get to talk to the dads anyway, and they keep choosing locations that are 30 minutes from my house) and we had a great time. We headed home a little late, he fell asleep in the car (because, did I mention, the Dads’ group keeps choosing locations 30 minutes from my house?) and awoke in the driveway.
I tried to get him to sleep, but was met with a polite knock “Daddy! My not sleepy!” (possibly “sleeping” at the end there, hard to tell.) He gave me a hug and a kiss when I opened the door for him, so things were still going well.
Later he watched a video with me, it was about 4:30 or so… and he asked for a blanket. Then he was out like a light. I took him upstairs when a car muffler woke him up, and gave him his zooey/pacifier. About fifteen minutes later he cried and cried because he thought he had the “bad” zooey. Turns out, the final zooey had finally given in and produced a small crack. So then things really started going poorly. Upset and exhausted, Ian faced the evening with a frown.
I felt for Ian so much today. None of this was his fault, everything sort of conspired against him. His schedule got so screwed up.
He’s currently making moaning noises in his bed, without a good zooey. But it sounds like he’s doing his best to be brave. I give the little man much credit. When you see him next, give him a hug… and don’t mention the “z” word, please.
Good Mood
Ian woke up this morning, Saturday August 29th, in a great mood. He seems to suddenly know more when he’s feeling well, mostly because he’s just flat-out more cooperative. This is why I think kids appear to learn in bursts and leaps… if they don’t feel like talking, you don’t know that they’re progressing in little steps.
He told me he wanted to watch “the science kid” when he woke up, but “Sid, the Science Kid” is not on… instead we watched Super Why! At one point some “super letters” appeared on the screen… They are jumbled up letters that eventually spell a word. There were two letters: a “D” and an “L.” Ian pointed at the screen and said “D”… (Melissa and I shared a look of “is that new? That’s new!!!”) “and…. L.” (Melissa and I explode with praise and cheering.)
Toward the end of the show they sort of break into a happy dance while singing a “hip hip hooray” song. I mimicked the movements and Ian said “GO Daddy! GO Daddy!”
Melissa asked Ian to hand her a corner bumper so she could put it back on a sharp counter edge. Ian said “I get it.” Picked it up, walked toward the counter, looked around “Daddy, whar you go?” When he found me, he said “Here you go!” handed it to me and walked over to the right spot, pointing at it. “It go there.” Apparently I’m the only one with the magic touch to make velcro stick.
Thank you Aunt Melanie for the awesome care package! Ian grabbed the candy right before naptime, and we told him he’d have to wait until after his nap to eat it. He ran upstairs and came back a minute later “Daddy, whar my candy? I jus’ woke up!” (He also said something about it being Grandma candy.)