Ever since Curt got back from his last trip, Ian has been obsessed with Daddy. If Daddy is home, he refuses to let me change his diaper (oh, yeah, I'm real broken up over that one), help him with his dinner, etc. He wakes up asking for Daddy. This is going to be tough when we go back to the States because that boy loves his daddy.
Curt and Ian have spent a lot of quality time together this weekend. I've made it is yoga on both Saturday and Sunday. Ian has been pooping unnatural amounts and Curt has handled all of it. He even swished a dirty cloth diaper in the toilet (I am out of liners so swishing is required). It was my idea to use to cloth so I don't expect him to handle the mess, but he rose to the challenge.
On top of all that, Curt made cornish game hens and duck in the past few days. He also started prepping Thanksgiving dinner. So we have been hanging out and eating well. Life is good.