Ian is a wonderful boy.
He has grown and matured so much in the past 6 months and it has been a joy to be part of and watch at the same time.
Today is the 100th day of school and they are doing it up right! They walked through a giant cardboard cut out '100' to get to the classroom and each child brought 100 edible items (Craisins for us) and 100 items in a collection (Legos, of course, in stacks of 10). It is also a dress down day so he didn't have to wear his uniform if he brought 100 pennies (or a dollar) so he was searching through his drawer looking for a play shirt with 100 on it. Surprisingly we don't own one, so we took an old shirt and I wrote '100% BOY' on it. He loved it!

He is going to have a great day today. We are so thankful for Mrs. Carpenter and her kindergarten. I heard the words that I had been working towards and wanting to hear for a long time the other day. Just out of his own quiet and thoughtfulness Ian looked over to me from the kitchen table and said, "Momma, I love school." While I know that feeling may change from year to year, I felt encouraged even with the final goal still far ahead.
Here are some other funny Ian stories, honestly, from just the past week.
Ian said the weekly memory verse last Sunday in front of everyone at church. He was really excited about it and kept asking if it was time yet. For a reward he was able to choose any dessert after lunch. We hit an ice cream parlor and he chose vanilla ice cream????
I watched a friend's little girl yesterday while she worked. The little girl had fallen asleep on the way to pick up Ian from school so as we walked to the car I told Ian there was a new little girl in the car and that he needed to be extra quiet climbing in because she was sleeping.
Ian looks at me with a big smile, completely excited and says, "Is she ours?!?"
We were listening to our Seeds Family Worship CD in the car the other day when Matt 17:20 came on in which Jesus talks about needing only faith as small as a mustard seed to move mountains. Ian from the back seat asked how big a mustard sea is? And then continues think out loud on how yucky an entire sea of mustard would be, gross and yellow, and how you couldn't swim in it. He finally asked his original question again and I was able to explain it was a mustard seed.
We pulled up to school today to drop Ian off and there was a big work truck out front from a local plumbing company. Ian said, "Why is that big truck here?" I explained there was probably a toilet blocked up somewhere in the building and the plumbers were here to fix it.
Ian replies a little sheepishly, "Oh, I think that was me."
I still haven't gotten the full story on that one and I hope we don't get the bill.
Driving in Chris's new truck the other day we were perusing satellite radio stations and came upon 'Whoomp, there it is." The kids all started jamming in the back so we left it on for a little while until Ian asked what they were saying, of course. We listen to a pretty narrow range of music in the car these days. I told him Whoomp and he laughed saying he thought they were saying "Poop, there it is." Instead of being the little boy I was expecting and just continuing to sing it over and over just for the snickering fun of saying poop out loud, he stops and decides we should save that song for when Nora is potty training.
Nora loves her big brothers, but especially lights up these days when she sees Ian. Each morning as soon as she is out of her crib and has seen me and Chris, she runs to find Ian and give him a big hug. He picks her up and swings her around saying sweet things like, "how's my little sister?" over and over again. She loves it and it is heartwarming to watch.