Grandma Marjorie is visiting this weekend, and helping out with morning baby duty, which has been great for Melissa and I. And as always, Grandma Marjorie came bearing gifts and clothes, which is great for Aden!
In development news, he's... well, developing. Aden has learned how to say Grammy Barbara's name, and it's his favorite word... except when we're trying to get him to say it to her over the phone. He figured out how to climb up on things previously out of reach by using smaller, movable things, as steps. So yes, we are in trouble.
But now YOU'RE in trouble too, because we're going to overload you with ten (count 'em, TEN!) photos of serious cute-inosity. Look upon these and tremble in fear (and cuteness).
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for a moment there I was pretty scared--I thot aden's head had dissapeared! but it was only under a bucket. phew! this weekend we found elizabeth on a side table, throwing stuff onto the ground once she was through with it. she told us she was napping! can't wait for an aden/elizabeth summit. there's the climbing-into-boxes accord to be signed, and the peek-a-boo convention to be hammered out. much work!
THATS MY BOY!!!!!!!!!
GRAM B
So in those overalls and that red shirt, Aden looks exactly like a tiny farmer. And passed out on the floor like that he looks like a tiny wino. Can I say that in a baby blog? Is that PC?
Anyway lots of hugs from his auntie, who wants Aden to know she will absolutely NOT buy him beer until he is atleast 30....maybe 35.
xo
wren
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