Despite the upset surrounding the loss of Star, Ian has been resting well this week.  Perhaps a little too well.  He’s been so tired that he’s conking out in oddest of places.  While playing in his bouncer Sunday morning, he played himself into exhaustion.  He went from playing and bouncing one second, to literally passing out the next second!

While Ian typically takes a nap while driving, he doesn’t nap at home as well as he used to.  Now, he may go down for a 20 minute power nap, but rarely for a long stretch.  He decided to crash out for a good while on the couch Monday afternoon however.

An hour into the nap, Mogwai decided that he felt like joining Ian.

I’m guessing that our busy whirl wind of events over the last few weeks owes to Ian’s current exhaustion.  Friday I traveled to MTSU to attend an English seminar for the day, so Brinn and Ian tagged along to meet up with a good friend who lives close to the university.  While I learned about teaching freshman writers to embrace prosumerism, Ian spent the day with the boys and learned how to swing.  We all had a fabulous lunch together in town, where my wonderful friend and riding buddy introduced to a local burger joint that was absolutely divine.  Greasy burger heaven.

It looks like Ian had an awfully good time.

The next day, Ian drove in with Brinn and I to visit his Grandpa and pick up a load of hay for Bear, Reggie, Dominick, and Ghosty.  While we were there, Ian sacked for another ridiculously long nap on his Grandpa’s new sofa.  Kid tested, Ian approved.

The weekend before all this, Ian and I visited a dear from graduate school.  Dottie has the most exotic life story (http://thedorothychronicles.wordpress.com/) has been living abroad, but after having a little boy just two months after I did, she has decided to move back to the states!  Lucky for Ian and I, she’s even considering moving closer to us.  It was such fun to see Ian and Baby A finally get to meet one another.  I fear that the two together are going to cause Dottie and I to gray prematurely.  One of the exciting parts of our visit, is that Dottie  taught me how to knit!  It took a great deal of patience on her part to deal with my knitting dyslexia before I finally was able to cast on.  Now I can knit, and am halfway finished with a scarf.  Pearling is now a realistic goal for my future, but I still don’t know how to cast off!  Help, Dottie!  This scarf will never end!