I got my puppy-fix when Aiden and I landed a gig last week watching 12 week-old Samson. He is just the most adorable little guy ever. Aiden thought he was funny, well, most of the time, except when Samson used Aiden's hands as chew-toys! Oh, but I just couldn't get over the softness and that little puppy smell!
Being 2,530 miles from family, being married to a nuclear engineer with CRAZY work hours, having a 4 year old, a 2 year old, a 5 month old AND having a 2 year old boxer mutt is not always easy, but it's the life the Lord has blessed me with - and it's WAY better than I imagined my life could ever be!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
First Bike
My parents sent Aiden the coolest present: his first bike! He had a great time helping Daddy put it together, and an even better time riding it! Unfortunately, he has only been able to ride it twice in the past 2 weeks, due to our yucky weather. (It's snowing as I type.) But he loves his bike so much, that we have had to hide it, to prevent melt-downs every time he sees it. I can just see him this summer, vrooming all over the backyard!
The Sunday Sneak
Andy was working, and I was upstairs finishing my hair and makeup before we headed out to church, when I realized Aiden was being awfully quiet. I yelled downstairs at him, but received no response. Upon examination, this is what I came upon:
My little boy at the kitchen bar, consuming a small cup full of M&M's from the Easter egg hunt. There was no remorse in his actions, because he simply had no idea he was acting in the wrong. He had never before attempted to climb onto the bar stools, and furthermore, had never had access to any of the goodies stored on the bar. It was difficult to not laugh as I calmly explained the rules to my sweet, innocent (albeit, candy-loving) boy.
My little boy at the kitchen bar, consuming a small cup full of M&M's from the Easter egg hunt. There was no remorse in his actions, because he simply had no idea he was acting in the wrong. He had never before attempted to climb onto the bar stools, and furthermore, had never had access to any of the goodies stored on the bar. It was difficult to not laugh as I calmly explained the rules to my sweet, innocent (albeit, candy-loving) boy.
Playdate at the Park
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