For most of the move from Cleveland to Idaho Taylor sat in the truck with his Dad or Grandpa Western. He was bitterly dissappointed to discover that when we moved our things from storage to Saint Anthony that he would be left behind with Grandma Olson. So in response to the sudden outraged outburst, we let two little boys in turn take a ride with Dad around the neighborhood.
Ian taking his turn with Dad. If only we drove a moving truck everyday. Our Dad rocks!
Ian's first day of preschool on September 23rd! When we walked up to Mrs. Lokey's house he said, "That's my school?" in a really dissappointed incredulous way, but when I picked him up he seemed to have recovered. He related that, "I have more friends!!!" To the heck with education, this is all about friends. Maybe by college he'll have a different outlook, or maybe not.*Please note that this was written Nov 1, 2009, but dated as Sept 23rd. This puts the post at an accurate time, but places it before the moving notice previously posted as Oct. 5th. Try not to get confused at my craziness.
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