This blog is about the young life of Ian as told by his mother.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Today we went to my cousin Dawn's beach house. We took Ian to the bay and he had a BLAST. That kid is fearless. Crawling into the waves, laughing as they smacked him in the face. He was a riot. He totally wore me out, and unlike him, I did not get to fall asleep on the car ride home. The poor kid was so tuckered out, he fell asleep before we even got off the island. It made for a quite ride home though, which was nice because I didn't have to listen to the music class CD!