March 16, 2004

March 16, 2004
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Hmmm

If you ask Aeden a question or he has to think about something he will take his index finger and lay it against his lower cheek and say "hmmm".
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Wrong Color

His new favorite game is to sit on the window ledge and watch for Eric to come home (or wait for Eric to get ready to leave) and discuss what color Eric's car is. He will purposely say a wrong color and then laugh. Conversation sample:

Mama: What color is Daddy's car?

Aeden: White

Mama: Daddy's car is white?

Aeden: No, red.

Mama: Daddy's car is red.

Aeden: No, purple.

Mama: Daddy's car is purple?
Conversation continues until mommy gets bored.

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Cleaning

As I type Aeden is cleaning the apartment with a broom twice his size and a dustpan. He will pick the dustpan up to about his waist to sweep things into it.

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Independence

(Okay this one drives me batty. **Note for 2008: I wish he would do this on his own now!)

Everything these days is "My get it".

He wants fish sticks for dinner, "My get it, my get it". He has to put all five fish sticks on the pan, and put the pan into the toaster oven.

He has to make his own sandwiches (butter and jelly, or pb).

He has to do his own DVD's (which we frown on because he went through a phase where he scratched some computer cds).

Everything is "My get it!"

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Daddeeeeeeeeeee

Aww, this is perhaps my favorite. At the end of the day (and sometimes when he gets up) everything is Daddeeeeeeeee. Daddy has to help Aeden make his sandwich, Daddy has to carry Aeden to the car, Daddy has to give Aeden a hug. It is so nice.