My Little Men

Bath Time!

2010-02-17T09:54:00.002-07:00

Aidan hates having baths and the other night, he was whining and complaing about having to have one. He finally stepped into the tub, but before he sat down, he looks down at his penis and says, "Hold your breath buddy...she's making us go in!"

BAHAHAHAHA!!

6 going on 26...

2009-04-29T11:56:00.003-06:00

I have been a really bad blogger since moving to the country. We have dial-up internet and it is not easy to upload anything!

I do have a couple of Aidan stories though!! He really is 6 going on 26 sometimes!

1) On Easter Sunday this year, we were heading to my in-laws for supper. We are a pretty casual family and don't really worry about what we wear. (or so I thought)

Aidan is in the laundry room with me and I asked him what he wanted to wear. He looked at me and said, "I want to wear something classy."

Geesh! Certainly sir...right this way!

2) I was helping Aidan with his homework the other day and leaned over him to see what he was writing. He stops, starts raising his hand up and down in front of him and says, " Can you please back up? You are in my personal space bubble."

2008-04-01T12:37:00.000-06:00

Some video of the boys being funny!

New slide show

2008-03-30T22:05:00.000-06:00

Here is a new little slide show of my handsome guys.

A Clean Mouth!

2008-02-06T18:35:00.000-07:00

Aidan cracks me up all the time! Tonight, I was giving him a bath and gave him a bath bomb to have in the tub because he loves to watch them fizz. He kept lifting it from the tub to see how small it was getting. It began to take on an apple core shape and Aidan thought it was funny.

He looked at me and said "I am going to taste it to see if it is an apple."

I told him that it wouldn't taste very good, but he had to learn for himself. He licked the bath bomb and started spitting and telling me how gross it was.

I said, "Well, you just ate soap, so it probably wasn't very good."

Aidan was intrigued by this idea and said, "I ate soap. That means I can't say any more bad words."

I played along and told him that was right.

Then he says, "Let me try that out. SHIT! Nope it doesn't work mom, I can still say bad words."

Needless to say, I had to leave the bathroom quickly to avoid Aidan seeing me laughing too hard.

NO...NO...I'm afraid of...

2007-10-04T00:04:00.000-06:00

Okay, funny Aidan story...

The other day we stopped at KFC for supper. We got take out and brought it home. I was getting Aidan's plate ready and asked him if he wanted gravy on his fries. Seemed like a simple question...

He freaks out and yells, "NO, NO...I am afraid of gravy!!"

I started laughing so hard and had to really control my urge not to chase him around the house with the gravy bowl.

How the heck do you get to be afraid of gravy? Only my kid!

Things I don't want to forget...

2007-09-25T09:03:00.000-06:00

Life moves fast...very fast sometimes, and I have been a bad blogger! I am afraid that I will forget some of my favorite stories about my little men! They are easily forgotten if not written down!

1) Aidan started Kindergarten earlier this month. He goes all day. We were walking to school the other day and I asked him if he was excited for school and he says, "Full heart, full day of school." I got a little teary thinking how wonderful it was that his heart was full of love to start his school day!

2) We were driving the other day and Aidan was talking to Sammy in the back seat. I got a little teary again when Aidan says to Sammy, "Sammy, I will love you forever and Wednesdays!" Too cute!

3) I have been breastfeeding Sammy and do it openly in front of Aidan. I guess he thought he could be a mommy too and I found him with his shirt up, breastfeeding Mr. Monkey (his favorite stuffed animal!). heehee

Our newest miracle!

2007-07-19T15:00:00.001-06:00

What's important in life!

2007-05-29T22:49:00.000-06:00

Well, Aidan is officially registered in Kindergarten for September. We went to the school today and filled out the paperwork, saw his classroom, met the principal, tried out the playground.

With all the potential for fun, learning & excitement, what is MY little man excited about?

"Mom, can we go buy my lunch-box now?"

Food...go figure! Just like his father! I guess lunch time will be his favorite subject!

The very brave mountain climber!

2007-05-22T12:24:00.000-06:00

This is the story of one of the greatest outdoor adventurers of our time. I hope you enjoy his story!

Once there was a very little, but very brave mountain climber. He was eager to climb any mountain nature could make.

He travelled many blocks to the biggest mountain any toddler had ever seen. It was a big climb, but he knew he was up to the task.

So began the greatest challenge in his little life.

After many minutes of struggling, straining and perseverance, he made it to the top!!

He felt so ALIVE!!

His little heart was pounding and his cheeks were rosy, but this wasn't enough for our brave snowman!! He felt he could do it again, so he made the long journey down the other side of the mountain.

What a strong, brave boy this is!!

It felt like an eternity that he hiked. He was so far away, I could hardly see him through the trees...

Finally, as lunch approached, he returned to the top of the mountain to begin the long trek home

You could see that the journey had been hard on him, but that his spirit had not been broken!!

He would grit his teeth and bare with any obstacle nature threw his way!!

EVERYTHING EXCEPT.....

SNOW IN HIS MITTEN!!!

The brave mountain man had been defeated by his one weakness...cold, wet wool on his delicate hands!!

DAMN YOU MOTHER NATURE!!! WHY MUST YOU BE SO CRUEL!!! HE WAS ONLY A BOY!!!

And so the adventure came to end...for now...until the heavy duty nylon mittens are brought out of the basement....then look out mountains of Calgary!!!

The end!!

Let them be Little...

2007-04-12T15:41:00.000-06:00

Here is a little video I made up of Aidan's baby pictures. I was feeling a bit nostalgic. I hope you enjoy!

Top 10 ways to tell your son is addicted to Super Mario!

2007-02-02T10:14:00.000-07:00

Okay, so I have been MIA for a while...since October in fact. Just so happens, that in October, we found out our little man is going to be a big brother! I have been feeling all the pregnancy symptoms imaginable, so have had little energy to blog. Here is the first of many new posts I hope...

Top 10 ways to tell your son is addicted to Super Mario Sunshine...

10) No longer greets you with a "Good Morning Mom!", but simply asks "Can I play Mario now?"

9) Can show you how to do a "double jump", a "wall jump" and a "bum jump" with ease and giggles when you can't do them.

8) He tells grown ups not to worry, that they just need to practice more and they will be good like him too.

7) I can extract the best behavior out of him with just a simple "I guess there will be no Mario fo the rest of the day then?"

6) He thinks Yoshi is the funniest character ever and makes him spit juice everywhere, just for the laughs.

5) Can find his way around Mario's world better than his own neighbourhood!

4) When going to visit friends, his first question is "Do they have a Gamecube at their house?"

3) Does a happy dance when he finds a blue coin!

2) Only wants to wear his Mario shirt, so had to go buy another one. That way I could wash the first one!

1) No longer wants to push the green button when helping me make my debit purchases, but refers to it as "The A button!"

Never let it be said I am not a good Mom!

2006-10-18T13:01:00.000-06:00

"Aidan, what do you want to be for Halloween?"

Seemed like an innocent enough question a month ago.

Who knew what it would lead to??

One google search for Halloween Costumes and my life became an endless search...

for the costume my little man fell in love with.

The costume he had to have.

The costume that made him laugh out loud.

The costume that mommy said she would get for him.

The costume that no company on earth would ship to Canada.

The costume that had to be specially ordered in by a costume store at the other end of the city.

The costume that I had to work many hours to pay for.

So what could be so elusive?

A superhero? NO!

A tv character? NO!

A pirate? NO!

A monster? NO!

A piece of fruit? YES!

That's right...the costume my darling boy saw and fell in love with was a bright yellow BANANA costume!

He thinks it is the funniest thing ever and can't wait fo Halloween!

And who can say no to this face??

Are you in Preschool?

2006-09-13T10:42:00.000-06:00

Okay, you know how Aidan likes to talk to everyone right? Yesterday at Safeway, I was giggling so hard at the following converstaion that took place at Safeway between Aidan and the cashier.

Aidan - Hi

Cashier - Hi there! How are you?

Aidan - I'm good. I'm Aidan.

Cashier - How old are you Aidan?

Aidan - I'm three.

Cashier - Are you in preschool? or playschool?

Aidan - No, I'm in the grocery store!

HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Creepy house!

2006-09-13T09:49:00.000-06:00

Okay, I know that this blog is supposed to be about Aidan and all the light-hearted things he does, but I have a big problem at home these days and it is scaring the hell out of me!

I THINK OUR HOUSE IS HAUNTED!

Please don't laugh or call up the looney bin for me quite yet. I have pictures of the ghost and it has been seen by both Nathan and I.

How do we know it is a ghost??? It floats around very close to us and in the spookiest voice possible, says "ghost....ghoooooost...ghoooooooooost" until I scream in horror and run from the room. I am really freaked out by this!!

Don't believe me?? Here is the picture I snapped yesterday of the ghost.

Don't scroll down if you are easily spooked.

You have been warned!!!

Gives me chills just looking at it! Imagine that right beside you while you make supper!

What is this world coming to?

2006-09-07T01:03:00.000-06:00

Today, we were all driving home after picking Nathan up at work. Nathan and I were talking about a friend's recent job review that was less than glowing and how it was out of character for her to not give 110%.

I guess Aidan had been listening to us talk instead of listening to Convoy for the 83,459th time ( Click here if you don't know that nightmare! ) and thought he would give his opinion!

From the back seat, I hear the trademark loud Aidan *sigh*, followed by Aidan asking "What is this world coming to?"

I just laugh, shake my head, and wonder the same thing!

Talking to Strangers...

2006-08-17T14:00:00.000-06:00

Some parents worry about how they will talk to their children about the birds and the bees, drugs, smoking...and all that serious stuff.

Not me...I know I will have no problem explaining condoms and doobies to my little man when he grows up. What I am really struggling with is how to explain to him that we don't talk to strangers.

You see, Aidan talks to EVERYONE!!! We could be walking through Safeway and EVERY time we pass someone, he has to say "hi". If they respond to him, he then has to tell them, "I'm Aidan!" This usually leads to a friendly conversation and an exchange of pleasantries and we are on our way to the next person who might come within earshot. Not really much harm done, but it takes a while to grab groceries.

Yesterday, we were out for a bike ride. Aidan notices one of the neighbours in his front yard without a shirt on. Amazed that someone would be outside with their boobies showing, he asks me why that man has his shirt off.

(In my head I was thinking "who cares why?...Anyone with abs like that should be forced to walk around with his shirt off"...but again that is a different blog altogether!)

But, I explain that he is probably hot and it is okay for boys to have their shirts off. The young guy over-hears this and smiles at Aidan. This is all Aidan needs and he is introducing himself and show off his bike. We find out this guys name is Carson and he likes riding bikes too. Aidan is content and we pedal on. Again, no harm done.

So how do I tell him that he's not supposed to talk to people? How do I break the news that not everyone is good in the world?

Who knew I would be looking forward to the sex talk and dreading this? Go figure!

Ready for his close-up!

2006-08-03T12:44:00.000-06:00

I was shooting a few pictures of Aidan yesterday, trying to get a good one where he wasn't making his "fake smile" face and after looking at the pictures downloaded, I have come to the conclusion that an Academy Award will be in his future for sure!! (I just hope he washes the yogurt off his face before he auditions!)

Here's the proof...

"Scared!"

"Surprised!"

"In love!"

"Belly laugh!"

And my very favorite...

"Do you feel lucky punk...DO YOU??"

I've always said he was a drama queen!

Self image...slightly askew

2006-07-22T21:57:00.000-06:00

Hmmmm...they say a picture is worth a thousand words, so a mom of a late talker has to take every picture her little man makes quite seriously. That's a lot of words he is trying to tell me!

The other night, Aidan was drawing on his Magna-Doodle, when he proudly announces he wants to show me a picture he had drawn. Gleefully he shows me this image...

I ask him what the picture is of and he tells me..."It is you mom. You are mad. I peed in your closet and you are mad."

Now this may seem like a bizarre image to draw, but unfortunately for me, the situation is all too real. Aidan did pee in my closet the other day and I did get VERY mad at him for it. He got a spanked bum for his trouble and I think the lesson might have stuck with him.

Wanna know how I know??

Look closely at the picture and you will notice I have no arms!! You can't get a spanked bum if I have no arms!!

Smart little man isn't he??

And just so you don't think I am on ogre with my child, this is the next picture he drew...it is of a happy mommy when he pees in the toilet. Somehow when I am happy, I turn into the Kool-Aid Guy, but maybe that's cause I am always handing him juice?? Oh yah!!

Breaker, breaker good buddy!

2006-07-18T20:46:00.000-06:00

"Breaker, breaker good buddy"

"Pigpen, this here's the rubber duck and we're about to put the hammer down!"

"Let them truckers roll, 10-4"

These are the sounds I have heard from the backseat of my car EVERY single day of my life for the last month!!

Before anyone asks...No I don't have a 300 lb trucker on his CB radio back there. Just one blond 3 year old with a favorite new song.

I recently bought the new Paul Brandt CD. (mmmmmmmm...Paul Brandt...I'd like to blog about him if you know what I mean...wink wink...oh wait, that is not what I was writing about!) He has an updated version of the classic trucker song "Convoy" on it. As soon as Aidan heard that song, he started yelling "again mom, again". I thought it was cute that he liked it, so I played it again for him. It has now been 31 days and I haven't heard any other song in the car since.

It is on a continuous loop.

Someone please rescue me.

It's gotten so bad...I am begging to listen to Barney!!

Catch you on the flip side Good Buddy! 10-4!

No such thing...

2006-06-21T23:48:00.000-06:00

Heeheehee...

Aidan made me giggle today. He had made a huge mess in the livingroom with all of his toys and I told him "Okay, you need to help me pick up all this junk!!"

In all seriousness, Aidan looks at me and says, "MOM...there is no such thing as junk...or monsters!"

I wonder what made him put those 2 things together?? I don't know about monsters, but by the look of our basement, there is definitely such a thing as JUNK!!

Aidan the fish...

2006-06-18T23:26:00.000-06:00

Tonight we are putting Aidan to bed and Nathan says "Oh oh...I think the goldfish is dead, he is upside down."

Thank goodness on closer inspection the fish is just fine and just napping. Aidan had been laying on his back on his bed and overheard this. He starts giggling and gets up on his hands and knees and says "Look Daddy, I'm upside down too....you better flush me down the toilet!!"

What a ham he is!!

It isn't easy being good...

2006-06-18T23:06:00.000-06:00

It's tough work being 3...the expectations placed on your little shoulders can be enormous and can sometimes be overwhelming. Even a trip to Blockbuster can be more than a little guy can handle!

Friday night we are driving to the video store to pick up a movie and I tell Aidan that he can pick a movie too....IF he behaves himself in the store and doesn't run around. (The last trip had ended up with Aidan being taken to the car without a movie because he chose to run around and not listen.) Nathan tells him what the expectations are at the movie store and that there is to be no running, no whining for treats and no yelling.

Nathan asks, "Aidan do you think you can do that?"

Aidan rolls his eyes and lets out the deepest sigh possible and says...

"I'll try my best Dad, but it isn't gonna be easy!"

Life is rough isn't it??

Preschool graduate...

2006-06-14T22:08:00.000-06:00

It was a proud moment yesterday...my little man graduated from Preschool. They had a little certificate presentation and the class sang a few songs for the parents. It was so fun.

One especially proud "Mommy" moment was when they were about to sing their first song and Aidan decides that is the best moment ever to grab his crotch with both hands and sway along with the music. He did this for the entire song and then took a big bow at the end. Thank goodness the next song had actions to it, so he had something better to do with his hands!

Preschool has also taught him to sing his ABCs...sort of. He puts letter combinations together a little differently that the conventional song, but most of them are in there somewhere. Aidan's version goes a little something like this...(and I SWEAR this is how he sings it...NO exaggerations!)

ABCD...SOB....HIJK...I'm go P...URS...WXY and Z.

Definitely worth $65 a month!

A cautionary tale...

2006-06-06T23:44:00.000-06:00

This is a cautionary tale to any parent who may occasionally get upset with their significant other for being "not as sensitive as they could be"

...be advised

...choose your words wisely...

The other day I was trying to get Aidan dressed for school. He was having nothing to do with it and just wanted to play with his toys. I told him that if he didn't get dressed, he wouldn't be going to school. He still didn't want to get dressed, so I repeated the consequence again...a little louder. He then turned around to me and said...

"Why you have to be an ass today?"

I picked my jaw up off the floor and asked him why he would say that to mommy. He shrugged his little shoulder and said...

"You say that to Daddy."

BUSTED!!!

The art of the STALL...

2006-06-03T23:51:00.000-06:00

Aidan is good at many things...he has a memory like an elephant, the reflexes of a cat and the energy of a spider monkey on crack. The one thing he is VERY, VERY, VERY good at is stalling...especially at bedtime. This 3 year old never runs out of "things" to do when it comes to going to bed.

A typical bedtime looks something like this...

8:30 - bath time (this includes 5 minutes of screaming that he doesn't want to have a bath, followed by 3-4 minutes of bargaining over the fact that he will have a bath, but he doesn't want to wash his hair. This of course is followed by 30 minutes of playtime in the tub, where he has a great time and only momentarily sobs about the shampoo that almost got in his eyes)

9:00 - toothbrushing - (seems simple enough, but this of course involves 3-4 minutes of screaming over the fact that he does not want his teeth brushed, followed by 2-3 minutes of him humming and hawing over how he would like his teeth brushed...should Mom pretend to be a choo choo train or a car tonight?? Then of course the actual 2 minutes of brushing)

9:15 - PJ and diaper time - (again seems like a simple task, but Aidan has mastered the art of finding any toy, scrap piece of paper, or dust particle to sidetrack him and keep him from getting dressed. Then he of course has to do his famous "Please get your diapey on" naked dance which cracks me up so much, it only encourages him to do it for 5-6 more minutes. This is followed by him pretending to put his Pull-up on Mr. Monkey and laughing hysterically like this was the funniest thing he had ever thought of and not the 487th time he has done this. Almost certainly the moment he finally does get dressed, he of course decides he now has to go pee and strips down again to do his business.)

9:30 - story time - (Aidan is allowed to choose 3 books to read at bedtime. His choices are very well calculated and can take several minutes to gather the exact right combination. He has a VERY big library and he almost always chooses books, returns them to the shelf, chooses another and returns it to the shelf. Ironically, even though he has 100-150 books on his shelves, I read the SAME 3 books almost every night. After 10 minutes of careful deliberation, I always read The Berenstain Bears, Froggy goes to school, and some wordless book about a mouse who mixes paint colours and makes a mess.)

9:45 - sleepy time - (the stories are read, Aidan has a drink of water and Mr. Monkey is tucked under his arm...I am about to close the door when I hear..."Mom, I have question for you". I poke my head in and ask "What sweetheart?" "Mom, why do you cook?" "So we will have things to eat and we won't be hungry." "Oh, ok....mom, I have 'nother question for you.....ummmmm...ummmm...Mom, why do you cook?" I sigh deeply and say goodnight. I close the door finally and start to go down the stairs...I reach the bottom stair and from upstairs I hear...

"MOM...can I have another kiss please?"

Mother's Day video!

2006-05-17T12:02:00.000-06:00

Happy belated Mother's Day to everyone with boys...I can only hope to get such a beautiful photo of my children some day...I haven't laughed this hard in a long time!

ENJOY!!!

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/videos/mothers-day-picture.html

It's been a while...

2006-05-16T09:41:00.000-06:00

Sorry for no stories the last little while. I will try to update more often!

Aidan has of course been making me laugh everyday and doing cute things...here are a couple!

1) We were visiting friends the other night and when it was time to go home, Aidan was given a bag of goodies to eat in the car to keep him awake for the trip home. It was working pretty well and he ate a granola bar and drank a juice box. Then it was really quiet back there all of a sudden...I look back and Aidan has fallen asleep with the biggest mouthful of candy he could possibly have. We are talking chipmunk cheeks full of candies...and the best part?? One gummy blue whale tail hanging out of the side of his mouth while he snored!

2) Aidan has a new puzzle...it is his first "big boy" puzzle that isn't just a tray puzzle with pieces you fit in. This one is 24 pieces and you have to make it from scratch. It is a picture of a car to put together and Aidan LOVES it...the only problem?? He is not too good at putting it together yet. Which usually isn't a problem. I have patience to help put it together several times a day. The only problem is when the phone rings in the middle of putting it together. The poor person on the other end of the line will hear nothing but "Mom, where does this piece go? Mom, where does this piece go? MOOOOOOMMMMMM, WHERE DOES THIS PIECE GO????" It's easier to let it go to voicemail!

Hope everyone has a great one!

Look Mom...LOOK!!!!

2006-04-25T10:11:00.000-06:00

Being a Mommy is a constant battle between patience and sanity. The battle is lost sometimes when you forget about what 3 year olds find curious and haven't discovered yet. You want to be as patient as possible for your child, but adult life is about schedules sometimes. It is a constant internal battle to decide when patience is a virtue or when it is life-force sucking, waste of time that will drive you insane.

That battle was waged this very way this morning...

Aidan goes to Preschool 2 days a week. We have to be there before 9:00, so that he won't miss the "Hello Song". This means we have to leave our house no later than 8:50 to make it. At 8:48 this morning, I put Aidan in his car seat and began to buckle hm up. Just then he squeals "Look MOM!!" I follow his pointed finger and try to figure out what I am supposed to be so amazed about. I don't see anything out of the ordinary in the console or in the front seat, so this is where the battle begins.

Sanity argues that I respond with "Yah, isn't that cool!", finish buckling him up and hope he is satisfied with my response, so we can get to school on time.

Patience argues that I investigate further to determine what he is so excited about and share this discovery with my child.

This morning patience won out and I said "What are you looking at Sweetheart?" Aidan just continues to point and shout "Look Mom...LOOOOOK!" I then begin to go through an inventory of atricles he might be pointing at.

"Is it Mommy's water bottle?" "NO MOM...LOOOOOOOOK!"
"Is it the steering wheel?" "NO MOM...LOOOOOOOOK!"
"Is it something outside?" "NO MOM...LOOOOOOOOK!"

The clock ticks to 8:49 and patience is about to hold up the white flag when I notice the small dust particles in the sunbeam shining in the car. I laugh to myself and ask one more time...

"Is it the dust you are looking at?"

"Yah mom...dust!" He is staring at the floating particles and is now trying to poke them. It amazes me what he finds so new and exciting to explore. You would think dust would be old news to him living at our house :o)

Patience does a little victory dance while sanity tells me to put the pedal to the metal and get this kid to school. We luck out and hit green lights and make it in time, so Aidan doesn't miss a minute of fun.

Patience...you have won this round, but the war for my sanity is not over!

My life is a waiting room...(UPDATED!)

2006-04-20T10:24:00.000-06:00

Uggghhhh...sorry no Easter post or updated Aidan stories. I have spent the better part of the last week in doctor's offices and waiting rooms. First my mom got sick, then Nathan had to go to the cardiologist, then Aidan has some mystery lung illness which took us to Xray labs, pharmacies, and even more waiting rooms.

Looks like everyone is going to make it for now, but if I have to read one more outdated Maclean's magazine, I may have to tear my hair out!!

Hope everyone else is healthy and not reading this in a waiting room!

Update...Aidan has now become even more sick and sounds like he may indeed cough up a lung any day now and to top it all off, I woke up with a cold this morning! (and I get to work tonight until 10:00 and then start at 7:00 tomorrow morning...grrr...God help the first person who asks me why I didn't bring them any cookies!!)

Lisa

P.S.

Here is one quick Aidan picture...he is eating his chocolate bunny's ears, but got bored and is contemplating eating the bum next. (Which he did and laughed hysterically about!)

Who the HELL teaches him these things??

2006-04-12T22:25:00.000-06:00

Heeheee...just a few funny pictures of Aidan doing funny things! I have NO idea where he learns most of this stuff...

This one you might have to look closely at.

Aidan is supposed to be waving to the camera, but I think he may have forgotten to put up his other 4 fingers!! I'm not sure who to blame for this one although it did start the same day Uncle Luke babysat him at Christmas. hmmmmm...

This one I blame entirely on Cadbury and their damn clucking rabbit!! Everytime he pretends to be the Easter Bunny, he flaps his wings and clucks. Poor kid may never know that rabbits don't cluck!!

This one may be the funniest/most disturbing one. His new favorite game is to take one of his plastic Easter eggs and pretend they are boobies. When asked who taught him that, he clearly states that Auntie Edna taught him this. On questioning of this, Auntie Edna denies such teachings...I'm not sure about this one. She is the lady who taught him to draw stink lines on his drawings to represent farting, so her credibility is lacking just a little. :o)

Perhaps it is already embedded somewhere in the Y chromosome at birth?? Whatever it is, it keeps me in stitches every single day!!

100 things about Aidan...

2006-04-07T13:00:00.000-06:00

I saw this on another Blog and thought it would be fun to do...

100 things about Aidan...

1) Aidan was born on a Sunday at 12:25 pm.
2) Aidan says his favorite colour is blue.
3) When Aidan was a baby, he would watch The Price is Right almost everyday and LOVED it.
4) Aidan will only wear plain coloured underwear (no cartoon characters or superheroes) because he wants to be like Daddy.
5) Aidan can pick out his name from a list and knows that A is for Aidan.
6) Aidan can count to 13 and then skips to 17 or 11-teen.
7) When you ask Aidan where he wants to go to have fun, he will always say "Disneyland" even though he has no idea what Disneyland is all about
8) Aidan calls Smarties "farties" because he can't say the "sm" sound
9) The only way to get Aidan to let you brush his teeth is to pretend to be a train.
10) His favorite book is "Planting a Rainbow" and he can read it to you almost word for word.
11) Aidan loves computer games and can work a mouse better than his Grandma.
12) Aidan's first word was "Da-Da".
13) Aidan was potty trained at 25 months old.
14) Aidan can now draw a face, but the body consists of just 2 legs.
15) Aidan will not go to bed without his favorite toy "Mr. Monkey".
16) Aidan took his first plane ride when he was less than 3 months old. I was 16 years old before I did!
17) Aidan loves to swing and slide at the park, but hates the teeter-totter.
18) Aidan loves vegetables, but I have a hard time getting him to eat meat.
19) Aidan has the longest eyelashes I have ever seen on a child.
20) Aidan's Great-Great Grandma is still alive.
21) Aidan won't sleep without his aquarium light on at night.
22) Aidan is slightly far-sighted, but is expected to out-grow it.
23) Aidan weighed 7 lb 9 oz at birth.
24) Aidan's favorite carnival ride is the Ferris Wheel.
25) Aidan's middle name is Robert after his Grandpa Bob who is in heaven.
26) Aidan's favorite game to play with his Grandpa Ed is "whiskatisk" (a game involving grabbing Aidan's arm and leg and swinging him back and forth)
27) Aidan thinks Uncle Luke makes the best "Finger Monster" (a game that involves sticking your fingers through the holes in an afghan and pretending to eat things with them)
28) Aidan likes to help me do laundry by throwing all of the dirty clothes over the stair railing and then kicking them to the basement. We call it laundry soccer.
29) Aidan falls for reverse psychology every time!
30) Aidan still sleeps with his baby blanket every night.
31) Aidan's room is decorated with a jungle theme including a giraffe dresser and an elephant bookcase that his daddy made him.
32) Aidan pretends that his closet is an elevator and goes inside and makes beeping noises.
33) Aidan loves to build towers with blocks, but REALLY likes knocking them down.
34) Aidan thinks the Easter Bunny might bring him a new bike. (The Easter Bunny is still thinking about it.)
35) Aidan's first ever solid food was strained peaches. He LOVED them.
36) Aidan loves watching the Simpsons.
37) Aidan once fell off a stool in the bathroom and had to have his ankle x-rayed. (It was fine)
38) Aidan ran away from me once at Wal-Mart and almost gave me a heart attack.
39) Aidan likes to put on puppet shows at preschool and they always start out with "Ladies and Gentleman...welcome to the puppet show"
40) Aidan's first movie at the theatre was Curious George. He sat through the whole thing.
41) Aidan has 1 cousin, Jean-Marc who is a teenager.
42) Aidan's favorite store is Toys R Us, followed closely by Wal-Mart and Sobey's.
43) Megan and Taylor are Aidan's best friends.
44) Aidan got his name after Nathan got drunk at an office Christmas party and was naming all the things he loved and mentioned that he loved Aidan..."that's going to be our baby's name" and the name stuck!
45) Aidan is very scared of airplane bathrooms and will only let you flush if his ears are covered VERY well.
46) Aidan will only let you wash his hair if he has a face cloth to cover his eyes with.
47) Aidan is going to see Dora the Explorer LIVE in June.
48) Aidan's favorite restaurant is McDonald's, followed closely by Wendy's and Burger King.
49) Aidan has more than 100 books in his library.
50) We read 3 books before bed every night.
51) Aidan has dressed as Bear from "Bear in the Big Blue House" 2 years in a row for Halloween.
52) Aidan still naps about 1 1/2 hours a day.
53) Aidan wears a size 9 shoe and a 3X in clothes.
54) Aidan usually only wears a shirt and underwear to bed incase he has to go pee in the night, it is easier for him.
55) Aidan loves to look at maps and point out where we live.
56) Aidan was born with a skin tag in front of his ear and had to have it snipped off by a plastic surgeon.
57) Aidan loves helping me bake cookies, but really just wants to eat the dough.
58) Aidan's first swear word was "SHIT!" and it was said in front of his Great-Grandma!
59) Aidan loves to go to the zoo and will stand and listen to the animal info tower "phones" forever!
60) Aidan hates it if his hair gets too long and will tell me he needs a haircut.
61) Aidan will guzzle any pop that is left unattended.
62) Aidan does not like to drink from any cup that doesn't have a straw.
63) Aidan's teacher said his sense of humour is very advanced for his age!
64) Aidan loves for me to video tape him dancing and then show him on t.v.
65) Aidan was born 2 weeks before his due date!
66) Aidan now speaks on our outgoing voicemail message. It sounds very cute!
67) Aidan has celebrated his last 2 birthdays at Chuck E Cheese.
68) Aidan has blond hair and green eyes.
69) Aidan loves to pay in the mud and LOVES to wear his rubber boots.
70) Aidan's toenails do not grow very fast and have only had to be trimmed a couple of times EVER!
71) Aidan wants to wear his sunglasses all the time...even inside.
72) Aidan has only slept 1 night away from me...when I had to have surgery.
73) Aidan once threw up in his daddy's hair.
74) Aidan loves to play "I spy with my little eye..."
75) Aidan asked Santa for a Light Sabre for Christmas.
76) Aidan once emailed a mystery file to several people on our contact list. We still have no idea how he did it.
77) Aidan still pees the bed several times a week, but refuses to go back to diapers.
78) Aidan's birth stone is Blue Zircon.
79) Aidan loves juice and drinks far too much everyday.
80) Aidan once pooped in the bathtub.
81) Aidan has met Cooter from Dukes of Hazzard.
82) Aidan loves to fly his Spiderman kite.
83) Aidan is 103 cm tall.
84) As an infant, Aidan's head was so big, it was off the growth chart at the doctor's office.
85) When Aidan talks on the phone, he has to say good-bye and kiss BOTH ends of the phone before he will hand the receiver over.
86) Aidan loves to ride his bike in circles in the basement.
87) Aidan pretends to be "Baby Aidan" and I have to rock him and pretend to feed and burp him. Then he pretends he pooped on me.
88) Aidan loves to go to Preschool and wants to bring Mr. Monkey for Show and Tell every week.
89) In the summer, Aidan has a volcano sprinkler that shoots water higher than our house.
90) Aidan has so many pictures taken of him, they no longer fit on one disc!
91) Aidan has a terrible temper at times...I have no idea where he got it from. *blushes*
92) Aidan loves to play the game "Memory", but calls it Checkers.
93) Aidan calls Valentine's Day "Love Day" because that's what they call it on Blue's Clues.
94) Aidan hated soothers when he was a baby and REFUSED to take one no matter how cranky he got.
95) Aidan's favorite t.v. show used to be "Bear in the Big Blue House". He would giggle so much when Bear would "smell" him through the t.v.
96) Aidan used to love his Jolly Jumper and would jump until he fell asleep in it.
97) Aidan is a Capricorn.
98) Aidan was born in the year of Horse in Chinese Astrology.
99) Aidan would prefer to run around naked 24/7 if we would let him!
100) Aidan is the most special boy in the world to me and I love him with all my heart!

Totally off topic...

2006-04-04T20:52:00.000-06:00

Ahhh...finally...an ode to my furniture kingdom!

Click here IKEA song to hear a very funny song about my beloved Ikea! Here are the lyrics incase you can't download it...

Long ago in days of yore
It all began with a god named Thor
There were Vikings and boats
And some plans for a furniture store
It’s not a bodega, it’s not a mall
And they sell things for apartments smaller than mine
As if there were apartments smaller than mine

Ikea: just some oak and some pine and a handful of Norsemen
Ikea: selling furniture for college kids and divorced men
Everyone has a home
But if you don’t have a home you can buy one there

So rent a car or take the bus
Lay your cash down and put your trust
In the land where the furniture folds to a much smaller size
Billy the bookcase says hello
And so does a table whose name is Ingo
And the chair is a ladder-back birch but his friends call him Karl

Ikea: just some oak and some pine and a handful of Norsemen
Ikea: selling furniture for college kids and divorced men
Everyone has a home
But if you don’t have a home you can buy one there

Ikea: plywood, brushed steel
Ikea: meatballs, tasty
Ikea: Allen wrenches
All of them for free
All of them for me

I’m sorry I said Ikea sucks
I just bought a table for 60 bucks
And a chair and a lamp
And a shelf and some candles for you
I was a doubter just like you
Till I saw the American dream come true
In New Jersey, they got a goddamned Swedish parade

Ikea: just some oak and some pine and a handful of Norsemen
Ikea: selling furniture for college kids and divorced men
Everyone has a home
But if you don’t have a home you can buy one there

I hope you enjoy!

I hope he chooses singing...

2006-04-03T23:07:00.000-06:00

I wrote in my last post about how Aidan likes to make up songs these days. His VERY favorite is...

1...2...3...SHOUT!!!
1...2...3...SHOUT!!!

It is very fun to listen to...especially the 356th time in an afternoon...grrrrr.

He made up a new one in the car the other day. The car was kinda dirty because of all the melting snow and he starts singing...

The windows are so dirty...
they are dirty...
it is so gross!

I think he may have a future in the music industry!

I really hope he chooses NOT to do this for a living though...

Aidan's Auntie Edna was visiting the other day. Aidan is pretty comfortable with her and was running around in just his tightie-whities and a T-shirt. We had just finished watching Survivor and were sitting there chatting, when all of a sudden Aidan starts dancing around, pulling his butt cheeks apart and pretending he is talking through them. (a la Ace Ventura...a movie he has never seen!!) He calls it his butt dance.

I hope he isn't dancing the butt dance for dollar bills one day! Please let him choose singing!

A nice relaxing bath...

2006-03-26T19:16:00.000-07:00

After 8 hours on my feet, ringing in sofas and tea lights for Yuppies and college students, all I wanted to do was run a hot bath and soak my feet. Aidan thought it would be a great idea too...

My feet had barely touched the hot water, when the bathroom door flung open and Aidan asks "What you doing Mom?" I tell him I am just having a bath and will be done in a few minutes.

"Okay Mom. I have wash my hands okay?" Sure Aidan use the sink and get cleaned up. Aidan is at the sink for a minute or so when he eyes his bath toys.

"I play toys in sink, okay Mom?" Sure, just don't make a mess. Aidan plays with his toys in the sink for a minute while I close my eyes and try to forget about bookshelves and Swedish meatballs. I open my eyes just in time to see Aidan with his plastic watering can right above my knee. I didn't see him in time though and ICY water pours over my leg. Aidan giggles loudly and says "You are a tree Mom...you need me water you." Grrrrrrrrr...I don't want to be a tree!!

Just then, Aidan decides he wants to make up a new song...this one is very creative, but contains only 1 line and is sung at the top of his lungs to maximize the echo effect of the bathroom.

"1...2...3...SHOUT...1...2...3...SHOUT"

I tell him it is too loud and to find something else to do. (preferably something downstairs with his Dad) His next idea is that we should make bubble hats. He scoops up bubbles and puts them in his hair, then takes another handful and puts them in my hair. He looks in the mirror and cracks right up. He says "I'm so funny!" He notices his sleeves got wet while making bubble hats and wants to take his shirt off. "I won't get in bath though mom."

So now, he is shirtless and elbow deep in the bubbles...throwing in toys to see if they will sink. He tells me he is going to take his pants off, but he isn't going to to get in. (Sure he isn't!)

A couple of minutes later, he tells me he is just going to sit on the edge of the bathtub and "pedal" his feet in the water. Soon there is water splashing everywhere and I finally relent and tell him to just get in the tub.

That's when he brings out his pretend razor and asks if he can shave my arms. I tell him sure and he says "But not your nipple boobies right?"

It is at this point I decide it is time for me to get out of the tub. There is only so much "relaxing" I can stand in one day.

My little "crappy" mirror...

2006-03-21T23:35:00.000-07:00

They say children are little mirrors of their parents. They pick up all of your behaviors and reflect them right back at you. Tonight my little mirror showed me just what he has been learning from his parents...

Nathan and I have both tried to clean up our potty mouths and be a good influence on our little talker. Aidan knows that there are some bad words that you are not supposed to say and will call you out if you let one escape. In the car especially, if someone cuts me off, I immediately assume they are a Jackass and have no qualms about calling them such a name. Aidan will instantly say "Mom, you no say that word!" I have to apologize and promise to try not to say it again.

I never gave much thought to the other phrases that we use that aren't really "bad", but are not exactly age appropriate for 3 year olds...

Like tonight...

We saw a preview for the new movie "Ice Age 2" on t.v. Knowing how much Aidan loved watching Curious George at the theatre (or The BIG T.V. as Aidan calls it), Nathan asked if he would like to see Ice Age at The BIG T.V.

Aidan just shrugged his shoulders and said "No fank you, it looks kinda crappy."

I guess I better polish up my little mirror before preschool on Thursday!

Wet toes...

2006-03-19T22:53:00.000-07:00

No one will ever want to kiss me after this post (not that I had many takers before), but this was too funny not to write about...

Aidan finished going to the bathroom the other day and came running out of the bathroom a little too quickly and stubbed his toe on the door frame. He started crying A LOT and I ran to comfort him. When he started to calm down, he asked if I would kiss his toes better. As we all know, a mother's kiss is the best cure for a stubbed toe, so I bent down and kissed it better.

That's when I noticed his foot was wet.

I asked him why his foot was wet and Aidan casually says "I pee floor" and scampered off to play.

There's just not enough Listerine out there people...there just isn't!

You think they aren't listening??

2006-03-14T19:22:00.000-07:00

You never know if you are doing a good job of parenting. Most of the time, you close your eyes and hope for the best. Discipline is always tricky...Aidan seems to understand what he has done wrong and seems to be upset when he gets in trouble, but you never know if he is really learning anything or if he will remember the lessons a few days down the road.

Today I got a little glimpse into his mind and maybe, just maybe, he is retaining some of these life lessons (and making up a few rules of his own along the way).

The back story...

A couple of weeks ago, Aidan used his new markers to draw on the wall...just 2 minutes after being reminded that markers were for paper only. He got his markers taken away for the day and was sent to his room to think about what he had done. He of course, in true Aidan fashion, FLIPPED OUT!! I'm talking screaming, flailing, pleading. I stayed strong though and he did not get his markers back for the entire day, even though the 12th temper tantrum of the day almost cracked me.

Fast forward 2 weeks...

We were playing in the livingroom and as always, Aidan has his favorite toy, Mr. Monkey, in one hand. I notice that Mr. Monkey has a marker in one hand and stop to observe what will happen next. Mr. Monkey pretends to write on the wall and Aidan instantly starts telling him. "You not write on walls! You no have markers all day now! You go to your room now!"

I can't help but smile...our parenting is working. He is learning consequences to his behaviour and is retaining all the lessons learned. He is well adjusted and certainly on the path to becoming a productive member of society.

UNTIL...

Aidan continues to scold Mr. Monkey...then starts beating him against the side of the couch and then throws him on to the floor. My jaw hits the floor and Aidan looks at me and says "Mr. Monkey draw wall, so I hit him on the couch."

Okay, so maybe not so well adjusted and perhaps in need of therapy, but at least he won't be writing on the wall anytime soon.

Bon Voyage Uncle Luke!

2006-03-12T23:41:00.000-07:00

This is Aidan's Uncle Luke, my brother-in-law. He is a great guy and Aidan loves him to death. (Uncle Luke is the only person who can play finger monster just right!) Tonight we found out that Luke is going on a tropical vacation next week. He is going for some fun in the sun and Aidan was talking to him about it on the phone.

I jokingly ask Aidan to ask Uncle Luke if he was going on holiday to get a lady.

Something got a little mixed up in the relay of that question and Aidan ended up asking Uncle Luke...

"You going on holiday to get a lay?"

(It has been about 4 hours and I still can't stop laughing!)

I am sure that it had probably crossed Uncle Luke's mind a time or two, but I bet he never expected his 3 year old Nephew to be asking about it!

Bon Voyage Uncle Luke...I hope it is paradise!

Random Aidan...

2006-03-10T10:42:00.000-07:00

Just a few quick few quick stories from the past few days...

It has been a warm few days around here and the snow is melting quickly. Aidan loves to splash in the puddles, so I let him wear his rubber boots instead of his winter boots. He put them on and proudly exclaimed..."Wow mom, these are pretty fancy!" They certainly are...especially when you wear them without pants!

Another quick story...

While taking a shower today, I am surprised to find Aidan standing with the shower curtain open, watching me. He says "Mom, you forgot to wash your bellybutton." Then closes the curtain and leaves the bathroom. Thanks for the reminder...no one wants bellybutton stink.

One last thought...

We are moving into a new era at our house. Aidan has been potty trained for well over a year, but he always wears Pull-ups at night, just incase. He has stayed dry for 5 nights in a row and the Pull-ups package is almost empty. We have made a deal that we will not be buying another package and that he will have to be a big boy and get up in the night to go pee on the toilet. Wish us luck and pray that the plastic sheet holds!

Don't look in the bathroom, Mom!

2006-03-08T00:16:00.000-07:00

I was sitting at the computer a little while ago, when out of the blue, Aidan is at my side. He has a booger on his finger and a brand new DOUBLE roll of toilet paper in the other hand. (Please remember the fact that this is a big-ass roll of toilet paper...that fact is important later in the story)

"Mom, you help me get this booger?" Since boogers are part of my job description, what can I do? I take a couple squares of TP and collect the booger for him. Then I hand him the roll of TP and tell him to put it on the counter in the bathroom. I hand him the used TP and tell him to toss that in the toilet. Then tell him when he does that to wash his hands really good with soap.

I quickly forget about the booger and the TP and return to reading my email. A moment later Aidan returns to my side...

"Mom, you don't look in bathroom okay?"

My mommy senses are tingling instantly and I ask "Why can't mommy look in the bathroom?"

He repeats "You no go bathroom."

Now I have to go and look. I get up from my chair and Aidan instantly grabs my hand and says "You not going be mad right?"

Now my heart is sinking wondering what sort of mess he has made...

marker on the wall? toothpaste on the floor? more boogers??

I walk into the bathroom and don't notice anything out of the ordinary right away. Then I notice the crumpled booger TP on the counter.........but no TP roll..........

Sure enough, there in the toilet, is the ENTIRE brand new DOUBLE roll of TP! I guess my instructions got a little mixed up!

I fish out the rapidly deteriorating roll before it clogs the pipes. Aidan looks up at me with that beautiful little face and says "you not be mad mom?" I tell him no, I am not mad. It was an accident.

I am tempted next time to tell him to wipe it on his shirt though.

Is this punishing me or him?

2006-03-06T10:12:00.000-07:00

On Saturday night, we went to the mall with friends. We met for supper and then were going to take the kids on a carousel ride. Aidan was really misbehaving at supper time and would not eat his supper and wanted to keep getting up to run around. We gave him 2 chances and told him that if he didn't sit down and eat his supper, there would be no carousel ride. Less than a minute later he is up and running again. Seemed like a hard punishment, but I had to take a privilege away. So the other kids got to ride the horses and Aidan had to stand there and watch. He handled it well and seemed to forget about it as soon as we walked away from the food court.

So I thought...

It started on the car ride home..."Mom, I forgot to go on the horsey ride!"I explain again that he didn't get a horsey ride because he didn't listen at supper time.

Then when we got home..."Mom, I did good listening now...I go horsey ride now?" "No, you lost that privilege.'

Surely by the next morning he would forget about it right? No dice.

I pry 1 eye open only to be greeted with "We go horsey ride now?" After breakfast, we ask Aidan what he would like to do today...you guessed it! HORSEY RIDE!

We never give in though! There will be no horsey ride for Aidan this Sunday morning! We take him sledding, we take him for a Slurpee...we have a great day together. He forgets all about the horsey ride...

until this morning...

I am again awoken to the desperate voice of my son "We go horsey ride now??"

So I have to go...I have a mall to get to...I can't stand this punishment any longer. Even if he hasn't learned a lesson, I surely have!

Band-aids lead to violence

2006-03-01T12:41:00.000-07:00

Band-aids are a new thing in our house. I recently bought a box of Dora the Explorer Band-aids in case we should need them.

My first mistake?

Telling Aidan I bought them.

He now runs to me with mysterious toe injuries...bumps on the head that seem to come out of nowhere. Last night I had enough.

"No more Band-aids unless you have a real owwie and I see it happen."

That was my second mistake...

Aidan then proceeds to say "okay mom...you watching??" He walks over to the living room wall and hits it full force with his tiny hand.

What's a mom to do? I had to give him the Band-aid just for sheer determination. (Plus I am sure it had to hurt!!)

No Dear, heaven isn't in the basement

2006-02-26T23:37:00.000-07:00

Recently we had a goldfish death. I know to most people, this means nothing at all... a trip to Wal-Mart and another 53 cents. Sadly, this was a fish that Aidan has had since he was a baby and was a part of our family. We had to feed it every night before bed and the fish's light had to be on so Aidan could watch him swim as he fell asleep. When I walked by Aidan's door the other morning, my heart sank when I saw that big, golden family member floating belly up.

This was a big mommy moment. My first attempt at explaining the circle of life and where we go when we die to a 3 year old. Having a degree in Early Childhood Development was supposed to prepare me for moments like this and I would be able to help my child through his pain and grief. I took a deep breath and called Aidan over and broke the news to him. His fishy had died and gone to heaven. Grandpa Bob would look after him for us in heaven and it was okay to be sad. I watched Aidan to gauge his response and be ready to answer any questions he might have.

He took all of about 3 seconds to grieve and then said "I flush him?" I said "sure" thinking that this must part of the healing process and it would be his way of saying goodbye. As we laid fishy in his watery grave, the following conversation took place...

Aidan - he's going down the toilet to basement?

Me - Yes dear

Aidan - going heaven basement?

Me - No sweetheart, heaven is not in the basement, heaven is in the sky. The pipes in the basement, just help fishy get to heaven

Aidan - oh

At this point we pause to flush our friend and say goodbye. Then Aidan looks at me with an impish grin and says

"Fishy with my poop now!"

He then laughs and runs off to play. I guess the acceptance stage of grief comes easier when you are 3 years old and my attempt at a spiritual lesson went down to the drain...literally.

REST IN PEACE FISHY!!

On a follow up to this story. I purchased some new fish last night and after putting them in the tank and showing Aidan, he said to me "I knew you would fix it Mom".

I guess Daddy isn't the only one he has faith in!

Daddy can fix ANYTHING...

2006-02-23T09:58:00.000-07:00

Daddies are amazing men. Growing up I always remember my Dad puttering around the house, fixing this and that. He was a marine mechanic and small engines were his specialty. I guess I would have thought he could fix just about anything, but nothing can compare to the faith that Aidan has in his Daddy!

Aidan has always thought Nathan was responsible for changing EVERY lightbulb in the ENTIRE world. We could be at someone else's house and he would see a light bulb out and would instantly say "Daddy fix". At the grocery store, a light flickering high above the canned goods..."Daddy fix". The sight of a street lamp not on would almost certainly bring on the cries of "Daddy fix". If a hotwheel lost a wheel or a train track came undone, I was always certain to hear it..."Daddy fix".

Then one day, the true level of faith this little boy had in his father revealed itself to me. Aidan was using the bathroom when I heard the familiar "Mom, wipe my bum?" I went in to help my little man, when he had to point out his ummmmmmm "accomplishment" in the toilet. He was a little distressed though because it happened to be in 2 pieces. It was broken and he wasn't very happy about it. Just then, his face lit up and he looked at me with a renewed hope...you guessed it...his next words out of his mouth were..."Daddy fix"

Now that's faith!

That OLD Lady...

2006-02-22T14:57:00.000-07:00

We live in Canada...you need a good winter hat when you live in Canada, so when I found this one, I thought it was very cute AND practical for the cold winter that was coming.

Little did I know it would lead to my first ever "Mommy can't believe you said that and I want to die" moment!

We headed to the zoo one chilly morning a couple of weeks ago. Aidan was wearing his cute hat. It gets a lot of comments because of it's bear shape, so I never really paid much attention when the lady, who was ahead of us in line at the zoo, started talking to Aidan and telling him how cute his hat was.

I didn't pay much attention UNTIL...Aidan turned around and said in his loudest 3 year old voice... "MOM!! That OLD lady said my hat was nice!"

I froze! What could I say?? I certainly knew that everyone within ear shot had just heard that and not knowing how this ummmmm "older adult" would react to such a comment, I had to act quickly! I glared at my innocent little boy, who was so excited that someone had noticed his hat and told him to "SSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!" I had promised myself never to do this to him because we had waited so long to hear him speak, but what can you do when he spews the truth so freely?? When out of earshot of the poor woman who had had her self esteem shattered by this 3 foot tower of truth, I explained to him that it is not nice to call people old...just like he didn't like being called a baby. I think he understood, but GOOD LORD I am not looking forward to the next time his new found vocabulary makes me want to crawl in a hole and die!

My little "Late Talker"...

2006-02-21T22:02:00.000-07:00

Wow! I can't believe I have been motivated to create my own blog. Seems like only a short while ago my life had absolutely nothing to blog about, but now with little guy, Aidan, talking up a storm, it seemed like I needed a place to write it all down, and paper and pen just doesn't cut it these days. I don't want Aidan to look back and think his mom wasn't hip or cool. I can get jiggy with it...blog style! (That should show you just how "not hip" I am !)

Any way, about us. I am Lisa, full time mother to Aidan, full time wife/zookeeper to Nathan and goddess of Swedish furniture by night. Nathan and I have been married for 5 years and Aidan has just turned 3. He was a happy, beautiful, healthy baby who developed perfectly...except for the fact that until 2 months ago, he didn't have a lot to say. He never had a problem getting his needs across. He was very creative and getting our attention, running to the fridge and pointing, grunting and using his one very useful word that he had learned...HELP!! We started to get worried when he turned 2 and he was supposed to be using 50 words and he had 3 or 4. People kept saying "Relax, he'll talk when he is ready" or "Enjoy the quiet now cause when he does talk, you won't get him to shut up". God how I wanted to punch them square in the kidneys everytime I heard that, but now I am glad I didn't. By George they were right!

We tried speech therapy every week and that helped us get started. Soon Aidan was saying 6 or 7 words and after a few months we made it to double digits. He was starting to get more consonant sounds and stringing them together however he saw fit...in a language only a mother could truly understand. Who else would know that Baa meant "Bear in the Big Blue House" where as Daa meant "Where is Daddy?" A mother's intuition can only get you so far though and Aidan was becoming increasingly frustrated when he couldn't get me to understand what he wanted. Temper tantrums were very common for my little Late Talker and Kahlua in my coffee was getting to be a common thing for mommy in the evenings. (It's much better than pulling your hair out!!)

Then just before Christmas last year, it seemed like a lightbulb went off in his head and new words started coming out of his mouth several times a day. He was becoming a TALKER!!

We were getting ready to go and see my inlaws for the holidays. They live across the country and hadn't seen Aidan in 18 months. They would talk to him on the phone, but the conversations were pretty one sided when Aidan would just sit and listen and occasionally blow kisses into the phone. 2 months ago, he was able to get off the plane, run up to them and say "Hi Gramma", "Hi Grampa". No one could believe (me included) that this was the same kid who would barely say "juice" a month before.

Thus the reason for this blog...he now says so many funny things, I don't want to forget any of them.

Just last week, on Valentine's Day, his Dad ate the last chocolate Aidan had been saving from Grandma and Grandpa. Aidan was so mad, he took the empty box off the kitchen table, shoved it under his Dad's nose and said (in his most sarcastic 3 year old voice) "Are you full now Dad?"

I almost wet myself and knew I should scold him for talking disrespectfully to his father, but how can you be mad at a kid with such great comedic timing??

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