Ice Storm

Ian likes to "brush" his teeth. It's really more like chewing on the tooth brush, but whatever will desinsitize him to it is fine by me!

Our neighbors tree behind us. 7 am this morning during our ice storm

I sure hope my Lilac Bush can with stand this kind of weather.

Ian walked a little in the snow,

then he fell and wanted to go back inside....

but not before taking a last look at the white stuff on the ground.

Here is the video of Ian brushing his teeth.

ROCK STAR!!!

Boys Best Friend

I caught this candid shot while Ian and Tater were lying on the floor. Ian sat up and just leaned in to kiss tater and said "Muah!"

Blessed and Grateful

01/10/2009
Today has been a great day. I actually finished the laundry, the dishes, managed to have Tater bathed as well as Ian! Ran Ian for a hair cut, we met dadda for lunch; picked up the dry cleaning and finally finished the 3 scarp book pages I have been working on. Yes, today was a very good day. I don't get many days where i can take it easy and relax, while completing household chores that have been on my to do list for months.

I feel so blessed and grateful for the "Momma's" and the "Peas" and "Tank - you's" that I could just well up and cry. Today I watched Ian while he slept, so innocent and peaceful. "God's grace in your face" I like to say. Before Ian was born I feel like I had a driven life but without a path. I feel that you can have a purposful and driven life without children. But for me, my life has a Different kind of purpose and is DRIVEN in such a different way that I can only thank God for this blessing.

I WIN!!!

Well, I believe the Fss-Pfier dilemma is over. Tonight he went down without a fight. No 30 minute swqauking sessions - nothing.

V-I-C-T-O-R-Y.

It's the small things in life that really matter to me!

The letting go of the Fass-Pfier..............

Well we began the tiresome and sometimes scarey endevour of "The Letting go of the Fass-Pfier". Which is of course, what we have dubbed the pacifier. The first night was a breeze. New Years Eve we left our party place with Ian in tow so he just slept the whole way home, I just didn't give it to him. He didn't seem to mind, he even slept the entire night. New Years Day the 3 of us drove to Indianpolis for a day of shopping, there were no tiraides, tantrums or even a murmur of "Mamma. Fss-Pfrr"- not on the way there, during the day or the way back.

UNTIL that night for bedtime. That was a stand off. The kind of scream seemed a bit between primal and how do I want to put this; as if he were telling me that pay back was a stinker! Just when you think you have witnessed the demons from all get out from your child and are certain that it can't get worse - WELL IT CAN. I couldn't stand to hear him cry, I even had a moment myself where I just cried for him and prayed over him and asked God to give my little guy peace and that this is a hard part of getting bigger but I believe in him that he can do it. And he did, he only carried on for a total of 45 minutes and went to sleep on his own. My big guy.

Tonight is night #3...........I'll let ya know how it goes.

1/4/2009
UPDATE:
Night #3 was about the same as the night before: 30 minutes of gut wrenching SQUALLING, there is just no other way to put it. But at least it only lasted 30 minutes. Ian soothed himself and went to sleep but did waken about midnight for another round of only 10 minutes of crying.
Lastnight the squaling lasted only 15 mintes but yesterday and today at naptime he decided he would add some screaming before he went to sleep. I do feel really bad for him, and Brian tells me that Super Nanny would be proud of me, so everynight I just pray over him and ask GOD to give him peace, tell Ian I love him and walk out - no matter the sevarity of his cries. Brian does not understand how hard it is for a mom to listen to that, "Momma, momma, MOMMA!" It just kills my soul. Well, tonight we do it again, and I have decided to stick to our plan, undivided front - me and dad.

More, Thank - you and climbing stairs...

Ian is really good climbing up the stairs and races to have the chance!

Usually Ian will only sign "More" if there is chocolate involved. I got lucky today, he loves applesauce.

"Thank- you" has been the hardest to get him to sign, but he can say it pretty good.

Ian likes to boogie. He here is doing what I call his "football" dance. It's one of my favorite moves.

While shooting this footage, I have leared that he has added a new feature to climbing into this truck....Ian, sit !

Climbing more stairs to my bath.....

Climbing down the stairs to play.

Here's one for you Mom

Now that I know how to use the video I will be posting lots of stuff. Mom, this is for you, he loves music and loves to dance. It's funny when he plays around with the Xylophone b/c he tries to play and dance at the same time. Of course Tater is right close by as if he is going to miss something. Tater has proven to be a pretty good companion for Ian, they get along and I feel like they love each other.