Mickey or bust!

We have been planning a trip to Disney for the past year. My husband, who is a band director, will be taking some of the kids from school. Luckily, Ian and I get to tag along.

Ian found out a couple weeks ago and has since been saying, "I excited see Mickey!" So, we made a countdown for him keep up with how many days...

...and today's the day!

Hippity, hoppity

After seeing the "Happy Easter Bunny"

Easter Bunny came to see Ian!

Checking out the Easter goodies!

After church

Lil' slugger! Tee and bat from the "Happy Easter Bunny"

He got to see his Great Bennett!

Nightly ramblings

Ian went to visit his great-grandma Bennett yesterday.

Mama: "Ian, did you have fun at Bennett's?"
Ian: "Yes, I play air hockey. I want play more. Mama Clydie [his grandmother] say, "No, it's time to eat." Bennett say, "Want Waffle House?" Ian say, "No, I want chicken." We go get chicken and Pediasure milk.

Haha! And this was all in one breath. He told me a whole story! I called my mom to confirm his story, which she said was spot on.

By the way, Ian is back up to his pre-surgery weight and is probably a bit bigger. That boy loves Pediasure! The pediatrician recommended it to fatten him up about a year ago. We did it for a while, but it can get pretty expensive. We started giving it to him again a month prior to surgery and now he's hooked! All he asks for to drink is "Pediasure milk". At least it's good for him.

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Oh yea, he's one cool dude!

Springtime

The weather in Georgia has finally begun to warm up. And Ian is finally allowed to be outside. What a perfect time to enjoy the beautiful weather!

Details

It's been a long week. Ian had a new set of tubes and a pharyngeal flap procedure last Friday. The flap surgery was to eliminate air escaping from the nose, or "achieve nasal competence". Everything went well on the surgeon's end. They seemed pleased with the results so far. Ian will continue speech therapy through Babies Can't Wait. He will also be starting therapy at Scottish Rite with Dr. Riski, the speech therapist who recommended the procedure. He is still having trouble with "oral pressure consonant sounds". We've already seen some progress, but we still have a long ways to go.

Waiting to be called back, showing off his neat hospital bracelet.

Resting after surgery. The hardest part was seeing him in pain; he cried for a long time after he was brought back from recovery.

Enjoying a couple bites of ice cream. He's on a soft foods diet for at least 2 more weeks, which means none of his favorites: chips, popcorn, and Cheetos...

Playing tic-tac-toe with Daddy. He got to make the board with the Lowe's workshop people. Great way to distract from the pain.

After 2 nights in the hospital, finally getting to go home. 

"Bye fish!"

Big day ahead

As I sit here on the eve of Ian's surgeries, my mind and heart are in a bind. It's very difficult to think about everything for tomorrow, so all I do for now is ask for prayer:

Prayer that Ian will be calm,

Prayer that the doctors will do a great job,

Prayer that Ian will be in little pain,

Prayer that Ian will be able to eat after surgery,

Prayer that Ian will be willing to eat after sugery,

Prayer that Ian will heal quickly.

Thank you in advance. I'll write tomorrow when I don't feel like I'm going to cry thinking about the big day ahead.

24+4 months

Ian,

You are talking up a storm! You have a pretty good vocabulary, considering you got off to a late start. I like to call you the "little parrot". You repeat everything! I love that he uses "I" instead of "Ian". It makes him sound older though, which is the downside.

You still love to help Mama in the kitchen. You help cook at least one meal every day. (Even though you don't eat most of them. I'm still hopeful that will turn around one day soon.)

We are working on manners, which you do pretty well with most days. You use your "please" and "thank you" the most, but also say "yes sir" every now and then. And Mama eats it up! I hope you keep such good manners....Although your table manners could use some work.

Love you, little man!