The Amazing Ian Jacob

Ms. Kim is here tonight and it pleases me so much to see Ian’s enthusiasm for hanging out with her and vice versa. I look forward to one day having a similar relationship with some offspring of hers but for now, this is pretty awesome.

My son is a pretty good thumb wrestler thanks to her.

I landed at exactly 6:15 tonight. When I turned the corner of the concourse, there were my two favorite guys grinning and waiting for me!

Ian ran up and immediately said “I want mama milk!” but he managed to wait til we got to the car. While Daddy picked up our dinner I explained that if we get take-out from Chick-fil-a the big cow doesn’t come to our house.

Ian didn’t want to go inside when we got home but wanted to go for a walk. I figured we’d wander around the front yard a bit. Then he wanted me to carry him so we started walking down the street. I figured Daddy would pass us and pick us up. But at the end of the street Ian wanted to keep going. So I ended up carrying my 32lb son around the block at 7pm, hoping we made it back before Daddy wondered where the heck we were.

We made it home just in time but man I’m tired now. Ian kept saying “Ian and Mommy are talking!” as we chatted around the block and it was worth the sore arms to catch up with him.

I’m having a bit of a parenting holiday tonight. Rich had a long night last night with a super fussy little boy and he’s solo parenting this evening as well. I’ll be home Tuesday in time for dinner and all the rest of the nightly routines but tonight, I’m all alone in my hotel room, snacking on Trader Joe’s goodies from next door and playing on my MacBook.

Tonight is one of those evenings I need to make me a better mom. I’ll be at Ian’s beck and call the rest of the week, but today I’m taking the night off.

Ian is still on sort of a messed up schedule. From about 5am on he kept yelling things in his sleep about “No! My turn!” or “I want Thomas!” But he didn’t actually get out of bed until close to 9 and by then he was in a great mood.

We went to Hardee’s for what seems like the first time in forever and he got to see all his buddies there in the old folks section. But mostly he just played with Grandma and Granddaddy for a bit this afternoon while we pressure washed the house.

I was sad to leave him today for my trip, but at least I can explain that Mommy is going on a trip on an airplane and that I’ll be home in a couple of days.

Unfortunately, he did’t nap until 3:30 and didn’t even make it until 5:15 before he was back up. And then after all that he didn’t go to bed until 10 after an hour of Daddy convincing him to give up and sleep. I’m hoping that this is all just because of his cold but it would be nice to not have him fight us to go to sleep while simultaneously rubbing his eyes in fatigue.

Ian woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed. All during breakfast and errands he was alternately punchy and whiny. By 11am he was asking for mama milk and a blanket. We got home and he fell asleep in my arms but woke up when I tried to transfer him to bed.

We tried again at 1 and he slept until 3. Then when I went to check on him we both fell asleep until 4:30! So I think he just needed some more sleep. Poor guy rallied this afternoon and did much better with Grandma and Granddaddy while Rich and I snuck out for dinner.

Rich is putting him to bed now at 10:30 and I’m fine with that. That’s what Saturdays are for is to trash ones normal routine.

When we got home from dinner, he was watching Thomas on the computer with Granddaddy but we soon converted to a game of running across the living room into Mommy’s arms and then dancing around to whatever country music was playing at max volume.

He just kept laughing and saying, “Go again, dancing?”