Look who's walking!

Aiden had been taking a few steps here and there for a month but never seemed all that interested in walking. Around the week of January 22nd he started taking off and continues to improve every day.

Aiden......

...................is 13 months old.

...................is walking better each day.

..................is saying mama, dada, nana, yeehaw (redneck I know!), bye bye, and uh oh.

..................loves to give hugs but is not a big fan of kisses.

..................is so quiet, calm, and happy.

..................adores his big brother.

..................is an eating machine!

..................feels a little heavier each day.

.................seems to be traveling the same road of ear infections as his big brother.

.................loves a good laugh.

.................is our sweet Bubba!

Owen...............

..........................is growing too fast.

.........................never and I mean never stops talking.

.........................is hilarious!

........................has a vocabulary that grows every day.

........................is loving his new preschool this year.

.......................loves books and I pray he always will.

......................can identify numbers up to 30.

......................has developed some irrational fears.

......................is very loud and has a big personality.

.....................is a great big brother.

....................is a typical first born with a Type A personality.

.....................loves Jesus and would go to church every day if he could.

...................can spell color words and a few random other words.

...................is our source of entertainment.

...................is our sweet, wild, and loving monkey!

Life With Boys

maintaining order is a full-time job

Ladies Man

Owen has discovered that girls are cute (Lord help us!). He likes to tell girls that they're cute and comment about different girls that he sees. After church last Sunday, we had lunch at Pizza Inn. The girl that waited on us had long brown hair in a ponytail. As she walked away from our table, Owen announced very loudy "hers cute! Hers got a ponyhead (ponytail)!".

I don't know where he comes up with this stuff!?! Typical Speech Pathologist kid to have his pronouns all out of whack.

On a side note, as I was typing this Owen came in from his bedroom (he should've been asleep for an hour and a half now) and announced that I needed to come rescue him from the sharks that were trying to get him. At least the kid's got a great imagination!

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf???

Apparently at some point in the third year of life, we learn fear and our imaginations grow by leaps and bounds. These two make for a lethal combination when it comes to entering dark places and going to bed at night.

Owen has claimed that there were sharks under the bed, brown dogs were going to get him, snakes in the leaves outside, and on and on. Fortunately, a little reassuring usually does the trick. I have to giggle a little when he claims brown dogs are after him. Where does he get this stuff!?!

Happy Birthday Papa!

Happy Birthday to our Papa!

Love,
Your Super Silly, Wild, and Funny Boys