For all you Grandparents out there - you know that means I am attempting to get rid of what I caught in time for Thanksgiving.
It's funny. It's one of those things you don't know about until you get there, until you join the "grandparent club". Like a well kept secret. Apparently it's called something like the "babysitting bug" and I've got it. Sitting at a play this past weekend at the Walnut Theater, a man in front of us expounded at length on the way it works - he and his wife had just completed several courses of antibiotics after getting the same thing. It was pretty funny - like a warm up to the play - except that they had been quite ill.
Anyway,
We had a delightful time babysitting with Ian - who was so good, and so entertaining with his new manner of speaking Popeye-style out of the side of his mouth. He is one of the funniest little humans I've ever met - and with his beautiful baby sister Mads.
Once in bed, Mads coughed until she was gagging, and an internal voice said "uh-oh" to me...but I was much more concerned about her - and we sat in a rocker humming and rocking until she quieted.
I love holding babies in my arms - it's like my arms settle down to what they were actually made for.
Next day was Ian's 4th birthday. I know everyone says it, but I truly don't know where that time went!
When I sneaked up on Mads to take her picture, she turned to me and said "CHEESE"! (think she's had her picture taken much?) |
Ian and his birthday car track set. It's so much fun, I almost wish I had one! |
All the cousins - including 8 foot tall Larry, decided to hang out UNDER the track set. |
Happy Birthday Ian |
Ian - doing the "cash dance" - guess you could say he knows what it is and what you can do with it! We'll try to schedule a shopping trip to the toy store soon - his mom's thoughtful suggestion. |
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