Things Ian says

This morning we were putting the organs of a body together in a puzzle. Ian held up the bladder and stomach. He was doing a great job. Then he lifted the intestine and said, “Mom, is this the poo-stine?” I could hardly stop laughing. 

A few weeks again he got a haircut and liked to feel the prickly nature of his closely shorn hair. However, this morning he felt for those short hairs and said in surprise, “My haircut is gone!?!”

He, like Ansel a couple of years ago, was watching a magic show and when the magician asked what the magic word was, Ian shouted from the audience, “Please!”

Sometimes I have to ask Ian not to do things. He responds in the affirmative with, “Mom, I willn’t!”

Being three and all that comes with it is a good time. 

A Place for Us and some other comments

This isn't necessarily a book review, but I do want to say that this book is an excellent read. It speaks of family ties, loss of culture, and most importantly, mercy. I recommend it.

Also, a while ago I read The Art of Racing in the Rain and posted about it. In that post, I mentioned that the book was sure to become a movie. And indeed it has.

Jess came home with the DVD last weekend (we're old school like that sometimes, thanks Redbox!), and I told him it was a sad story. We both cried! And we both want a golden retriever now, no joke. Maybe in a few years. Who knows?

And then, this movie, Ford v Ferrari.

Have you heard of it? My brother sent me the early trailer many months ago and it's finally in theaters. Apparently, it's a story about friendship with car racing included. What's rare is that's its a true car story with real driving craziness instead of a made up one with crazy car antics (I'm looking at you Fast & Furious). Maybe after I see this one, I'll want a Ford GT40.

How I love them so