Nearing the end of their winter sojourn, Grammie and Grampa stopped by on their way back north. Luci was a bit scared of Mickey, but Mickey has been completely calm about the giant puppy in the house.
No, this isn't his cage. When we finished at the Nature Center, we had lunch at McDonald's, after which Ian got to play on the indoor playground. His awkward, jerky attempts at coming down the plastic spiral stairs had my stomach in knots, but in the end he suffered no major injuries.
We're on break, but Cam has school this week, and Joanna went in to work on Monday, so, despite the rain, I took Ian to the Western North Carolina Nature Center for a couple of hours.
Saturday: some initial successes, a few frustrations, but a general sense that "It'll be okay." Sunday: heads banging against walls, repeated shouts of "Ian, no!" and plans to purchase additional pairs of rubber-coated underpants.