“Yeah, sure.”
This is Ian. He’s 2 years and 8 months. He’s quite a character. He was a bit slow to talk, but now he talks all the time and we can understand about 95% of what he says. I think he’s well on his way to following in his sibling footsteps – the footsteps of never stop talking, I mean.
And yes, his face is messy. It almost always is, because he’s almost always eating. He really likes food. In fact, it’s not unexpected to find him standing in the kitchen with the fridge door open, looking for his next snack. He was sitting at the table just finishing lunch when I took this. He also needs a hair cut. That’s something we are working up to.
He’s very ornery and does just what he wants to do. But, when he does something he knows he shouldn’t, like coloring on the walls, he will come and find a parent to confess immediately after he does it. What’s up with that? Also, when he’s doing something he shouldn’t, and I correct him and ask him to stop, he very cheerily says, “OK!” Or oo tay, if we are being specific.
One of Ian’s funniest speaking quirks right now is in the title. He almost never just says yes to anything. He always tacks on “sure.” Ian: juice. Me: You want some juice? Ian: Yeah, sure. Or… Ian: Potty. Me: You need to potty? Ian: Yeah, sure. Like, “gee, now that you mention it, I do have to potty.” I remember Olivia did something similar. She started the answer to every question with “no” even when she wanted to answer in the affirmative.
Ian’s favorite thing right now are his Hot Wheels. And a big, ugly plastic elephant. Hearing him say elephant is the hight light of my day. I can’t even begin to spell how he says it. You’ll just have to trust me that it’s way cute. Or you can call and ask him about his elephant. I’m sure he’d be happy to chat about it. But, the cars? They go everywhere. They go to the store. They go to church. They go everywhere. The cars definitely serve a good purpose. He can name them by color. Tom loves that Ian knows his colors already. I don’t even know if it’s already. I don’t pay much attention to all of that “they should know XX by XXX” stuff. I figure they will know it when they know it. I don’t know of any adults who are unable to name colors as long as they are able to see them. So I don’t worry.
The other thing about Ian, that I often actually forget about, is his hemophilia. When Noah was Ian’s age, we had just gotten rid of the port and were just starting peripheral infusions (sticking into a vein rather than using an artificial access device). Noah required EMLA which is a topical numbing cream (that should be offered to every pediatric patient who is having blood drawn in my opinion, but that’s a whole different story). I was finally able to get Noah to give up the cream about 2 years ago. He’s 8. I really don’t like it because it has to sit for an hour to be fully effective. We did try it with Ian once when he was little. However, he was so traumatized by needles by then, that it did not good. He fought just as hard. So, we decided that if we were going to have to fight anyway, we might as well get him used to the needle stick. We infuse him once a week, and while he doesn’t like it, we are usually able to get him infused with just one stick, and he recovers emotionally, very quickly. It helps if we offer him candy. A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, right? Well, I’m very proud of him and how well he handles dealing with his hemophilia at such a tender age.
Ian has definitely made his mark already, and he is well on his way to becoming a very interesting adult.
Edited to add….
He came to me looking so cute and CLEAN, just after I posted, that I just had to grab another shot and add it, so you can see that he can indeed have a food free face.
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