Ian is home...for a few days.
He & I spent last night tooling around IKEA & The Mall of America....this from two non-shoppers. But we had such fun, such fun. Frozen yogurt topped with berries of every kind at Freeziac, wandering thru the Lego store, trying to out-think the elevator & the big carts at IKEA, moving one level to the next on the hunt for a certain baseball cap at the mall, dinner at Ruby Tuesday.
I am at that place where my boy is a young man, on his own...with all these wonderful traits that make me not only love him, but like him a whole lot. He always offers a kind word or a thanks, his smile comes easily, and he makes me laugh so - (and his first choice in food includes vegetables of every sort).
My only regret last night was that we didn't board the Ninja ride-oh to ride the skies of the Mall of America with a turtle shell at my back, flying with my son at my side.......another day.
Here, for a repeat performance is my Ian's Memory Jar: Legos, hockey puck, Ninja Turtle, his first shoes...my boy!