Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Church did not go well with Aiden at Christmas. He cried all the way there, screamed during the service and ruined my hair. So he didn't go to church on Easter.
But he did spend some good, quality time at Grandma and Grandpa Deiker's.
Instead of a basket this year, I got him a bucket to use at the beach this summer. He is already very excited about going to the beach and keeps putting the bucket by our front door and telling me, "Remember my bucket for beach."
The bucket doubled as his egg collector too! We may have over done it on the eggs - he and Dana had about 5 dozen to find in about 500 square feet of space.
There were so many eggs in so little space, he got really distracted and missed a bunch off the bat!
Good thing Buggey was there to help find them all.
He had to dump the bucket half way through so he could get more!
Oh boy was it exciting when he realized they were filled with money!
We had a no-candy Easter ;)
Here, Daddy is trying to explain the difference between pennies, nickles, dimes and quarters - we've been working on it a lot but Aiden is kinda like, "Whatever dude, hands off my eggs k?"
Aiden's second cousin Truly, who is 5 months old and a whole 7 pounds of adorable was in attendance as well. Aiden was extremely fascinated with the "baby" and all week has been asking, "Mommy, what baby doing?"
He even got caught givin her a couple smooches :)
As I mentioned earlier this week in my Spring Cleaning post - there was a funny poop incident followed by a potty triumph.
While "mowing" the yard with his lawn-mower-bubble-maker toy, Aiden made a dash over to where I was sitting. Half way across the yard, he slowed to a very dramatic, slow-motion walk and started breathing really heavily. First I thought he was having some sort of asthma attack but when he got to me I asked, "Do you need to poop?"
He bent over and leaned on his knees with both hands, sort of squatted down and let out a very exasperated, "Yeaaaaaahhhh." Too late.
I was baffled that he would a. do it right in front of me like that and b. in total disbelief that it even happened. It was hysterical.
He's been getting very upset when he has accidents, so I was trying hard to make sure he knew I wasn't making fun of him and took him inside to get changed. About 5 minutes after, he asked if he could go to the potty again, sat right down and did a big boy poop!!
At Grandma Deiker's house he has a basket of "presents" - when he poops in the toilet he gets to pick one. I think between the presents and feeling so bad about having accidents, we may have reached a potty-training-turning-point!!
Hallelujah and Happy Easter!!