Had a special moment with Ian today.
So this blog is mostly to document that- so it doesn't get forgotten.
Ian has had a really hard time with Grandma Great's death. He didn't want to talk about it. He was a grump when we were there for the funeral and didn't even want to look at her body in the casket to say goodbye. (Though I don't blame him- as I kid, and even as an adult it always felt weird to me.) He knew her spirit was already gone to Heaven. He didn't know how to express what he was feeling. That much was clear. The other day he mentioned giving Grandma and Grandpa some money that he was playing with "to help them so they won't be sad about Grandma Great." He treasures/hoards money so the gesture of giving it to them freely was quite a significant statement for this 3 1/2 year old.
Another somewhat grumpy day. He won't eat and didn't want to take a nap. So I sat down with him on his bed and read him some stories. He seemed to calm down a bit. I chose another story, this time a longer one in the hopes that maybe he'd fall asleep. The Hickory Chair