Dear Ian,

Today is the Monday before Thanksgiving.  We usually take this time to reflect on what we are thankful for in our lives.  If I am thankful for anything it would be you, my son.  I am thankful for all of my family, but you most of all.  You are the reason I wake up in the morning, the reason I start each day with a smile, the reason I put one foot in front of the other and the reason I am here on this earth.

But let’s be honest, today I am thankful for your baby sitter!  Sitter K is the greatest child care provider on the face of this earth.  I do not like that I have to work and leave you in the care of another, but you couldn’t be in better hands.  Sitter K is kind, wonderful, patient, loving and most of all, she tolerates you!

Yesterday my Aunt K.C. and cousins Big A and Little A (Big A’s daughter) came over to Bamma’s house for some dinner and play time.  Little A is just over 2 and it is fun to get you wee little ones together.  Fun was had by all, you didn’t share everything but you shared a lot and were mostly well-behaved.  Events like these are always fun but exhausting.  We got home a little after 8 and we sat in the rocking chair and you fell to sleep almost right away.  However the hall light was on, and your dad had been working out-of-town, so I had no one to turn if off.  When we walked down the hall and I put you into bed, you woke up.  But you just laid there so I thought you would go right back to sleep.  About 9:30 I heard you talking and you were wide awake.  Did you fall asleep and wake up or did you never go to sleep in the first place?

I heard you make some noises in the night and again around 6 am, but you talk in your sleep so I don’t know how well you slept last night.  But when I came in at 7 to get you up, you did not wake up!  You let me change your clothes and put you in your car seat without waking up!  You slept the whole way to Sitter K’s house but woke up when I got you out of the car, it was raining after all.  You started fussing and yelling the word “Yellow” over and over again.  It was pretty cute.

When we got in the house you started your super-crabby-i-can-not-believe-you-woke-me-up! act and was not very happy.  There was a lot of crying and nothing would make you happy.  I of course had to go to work and leave you, a very unhappy boy, with Sitter K.  She accepted you without complaint and I know that by the end of the day you will be a much happier boy.

It is good to know that even though sometimes you are crabby, you are always well taken care of.

I am thankful that we have her in our lives, and I am thankful that she puts up with you and loves you.  I am thankful that I have someone I can trust with the care of my son.




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