Saturday, February 7, 2009

Our Crazy Ian

Ian is a crazy one to be sure. He keeps us laughing and if we aren't laughing he fills in the blank spots with his own giggles. What did we get ourselves into with this kid?

Give me the camera Mom! How do 2 year olds get such a sense of 'mine'? Honestly!


Daddy teaching Ian how to be tough. Now just pull...pull...try a little harder... He is working on him anyhow.

This is my little boy. Taylor is definately a daddy's boy, but Ian is mine. Every morning my bug comes in and curls up with me in bed for awhile. I look forward to this and sometimes I stay in bed long after I wake up waiting for Ian. I wouldn't miss this for the world.


I went to check on Ian during his naptime and I whacked the poor kid when I attempted to enter the room. Kids should warn parents when they fall asleep just on the other side of the door. He cried out in his sleep, but settled right back into a peaceful slumber. Amazing.


He is getting so big! Wearing his new shirts I planned to give him next year. Oh well.


My cute little helper. If I work hard at finding things for Ian to do he has less time to indulge in less than savory behavior, (usually exhibited by tormenting his brother Taylor). See how his hair sticks up in the back? I love that. Totally signature Ian. Classic.

1 comment:

Miriam said...

I can't believe he fell asleep there! OUCH! And I am so jealous that he comes and cuddles with you in the morning. I'm lucky if I get a hug and kiss without begging for one. I guess his loveable-ness makes up for his onery-ness once in a while.