Walking Tall
Well, here are almost at the 11 month mark for Aidan and I've let a month go by without writing. In my defense, its been a little bit of a crazy month. I've been in the process of getting a new job all month and it has consumed much of my non-Aidan time. Tack on a Thanksgiving at our house and a couple of radiator covers that needed to be built before Aidan gave himself an accordion shaped brand on his hands and there just hasn't much time to write.
Aidan is now walking. He took his first real, unassisted, steady steps about two weeks ago. With every day he gets more adventurous and stilled at his new vocation. This new found mobility makes him even harder to keep track of and more prone to fits. As he can get to more stuff, he seems to select more things he can't play with causing us to utter his new least favorite word "no". When we say it he just stares at us blankly, refusing to blink, defiant. He's waiting for us to back down or enforce our rule. Of course this is followed by us removing the cord/ monitor/ plug/ machete from his hand and him instantly bursting into tears. Bring it, kid because guess what, five minutes of your crying will beat 6 hours in an ER and a lifetime of you AND mommy pointing to a scar and saying "Remember when you let me play with the curling iron/lawn dart/bag of glass?"
He is a lot more fun now. It seems every day he is more entertaining and more fun to play with. You can actually interact with him now instead of just trying to make him laugh. He's a big fan of music and is prone to "dancing" whenever he hears it. Dancing for Aidan consists mostly of him squatting like he needs to poop the stand up quickly over and over again o, if he's sitting, rocking back and forth like Rainman waiting for Whopner to come on. He's discovered he likes to hear me attempt playing the guitar but he likes it better when he can mangle the strings while I play.
I've added some more pictures but his new found walking skills make him harder to photograph. Partially, that's because we need two hands to remove objects from his fist and can't hold the camera. We're taking him Sunday to see Santa (my dad) for the first time. I have no idea what his reaction will be but it will be interesting. I'll be sure to post those pics as soon as I get them
