Building Frustrations

Aiden is NOT known in this house for his patience. It's a minute-by-minute lesson for him some days...and a daily lesson for me as I attempt to patiently deal with the fits he throws over the smallest (in my eyes) things.

Right now he is learning to build with his blocks. It's great fun, until Aiden accidentally knocks down one of his "towers"...Then it's a full-blown fit.

Notice the green block beginning to fall. This was an accident instead of a demolition.



Now Aiden leans forward and knocks down the rest of his hard work as he proceeds to wail like a banshee.


And of course, we have to look up and see how mom is reacting. He wasn't happy to see that I was so unconcerned that I had the camera out and was snapping away.



In this picture, he is actually still voicing his extreme distress over the destruction of his building, but now that the camera is out, he's torn...Should he smile for the camera, or continue the fit so that mom is made completely aware of how upsetting the whole incident was for him?


Eventually, his love for the camera won out and he made another, bigger building and commanded me to document the builder along with the building so he could, "watch Aiden, mama".



And we're back in good spirits, for the benefit of the almighty camera.

Another milestone

It all started when Mike, not wanting to take Aiden swimming today, told Aiden that he'd take him swimming when he pooped on the potty like a big boy. This was a pretty safe promise considering that, for months now, we've been bribing the child with all sorts of wonderful things to try to get him to go on the potty, but nothing has worked.

So this morning, as Mike was in the bathroom, Aiden announced "Daddy poo poo potty, Aiden poo poo too!" At which point I ran into his playroom, (also known as his pooping cave) where he had retreated to take care of business, and asked him if he wanted to try the potty so he could go swimming. It took some convincing, but he finally agreed to give it a try. As we headed up the stairs I noticed that his diaper already looked a bit suspicious. As suspected, he'd already started his business, but was still willing to give the potty a try. And sure enough, after very little fanfare, Aiden had his first potty poo poo...Poor Mike. Bested by a 2-year old...No worries, it happens to his mother too. But despite the disappointment over having to go swimming, we are very excited about this new milestone.

I think you'll all thank me for not including pictures with this post :-)!

The "Blue One" Room

Well, we spent the better part of our Saturday painting ("pinking" in Aiden-speak) Aiden's room. The color choice was easy when you consider Aiden's obsession with anything blue.

Aiden was very excited that we were going to "pink" his room. I didn't realize why he was so excited until we got ready to paint and he tried to dive in and "holp", or help. When we gently informed him that his role would be as a spectator, he wasn't as thrilled about the painting.

Everyone is thrilled about the end result. Aiden loves his blue room...let's just hope he sleeps tonight!

Here's the before:



Here's the end result:



Aiden watching Daddy replace the outlet covers:


And the little ham, posing for the camera:

Play-doh!

We pulled out Grammy and Grandpa's Christmas gift of playdoh the other day. Aiden had a blast. His momma finally realized that it was a losing battle trying to keep Aiden from mixing all of the colors together. So we had some lessons on color mixture with the primary colors.

Intense concentration:



As you can see, all of the colors are now mixed...there was no stopping him.


Thanks Grammy and Grandpa!

Better than any medicine...

Popsicles! Especially "blue one Popsicles". I try to keep a box of Popsicles on hand, because with a child as active as Aiden, there are bound to be injuries to the mouth. The best way to get a child to ice his mouth is...You guessed it! Popsicles! So when Aiden slipped while climbing into his carseat today, I promised him that I would get him a Popsicle when we got home. Popsicles heal all wounds.

Snow!

A rare occurrence here...so we postponed naps to go out for about 10 minutes. Of course, as always, coming back inside wasn't fun for anybody and Aiden made his displeasure known...But here is a picture...

Beatball!

"Beatball"...that's how Aiden says football. It's actually a more fitting name in my opinion. I mean, how often does a football actually touch the foot of a player? Not nearly as often as those players experience beatdowns. Beatball makes much more sense. Mama isn't raisin' no fool! Here are some pictures that fit our football season:

Touchdown!


Oops...just got caught cheering for the wrong team...

Aiden being decked out in Redskin gear didn't help the team any against the Seahawks.


And it didn't help Ohio State in the Championship Game either. Poor Aiden.


Well...there's always next year, Aiden...