Aidan continues to be a sweet, good natured little boy. It's hard to list all the new quirks and development milestones he's had so far, but I'll give it a try.
He's all ears. Aidan will always grab your left ear if you are holding him. It's a comfort thing. When I cradle him as he drinks his milk, he will invariably reach up and grab my ear. Every time. Any one. Poor Paul-- his ear gets the worst of it. Aidan practically hangs on to his earlobe. Sometimes its red after a prolonged Aidan session.
Happy feet... and arms... and legs... This kid seems to run and walk non-stop. He likes to be chased around our ottoman, dining table and kitchen. He likes to climb up on the sofa and jump on the cushions. He likes to climb pillows, often using his face (you have to see it to know what I mean.) He loves to climb up and down the stairs. He likes to run out of the door of stores. Even when he's tired and it's nap time, he still tries to run around. He's like a wind up toy that slowly loses its tension, eventually falling down because he's run out of energy. Plop.
He loves to laugh. And, he likes to make other laugh. He'll make faces. He'll make funny noises and then crack himself up. He loves to be tickled and tossed-- his laughter ranges from giggles to deep down belly laughs. It is the best sound in the world, particularly after a long day at the office.
Get down with your bad self. Aidan loves to dance. It happens so spontaneously that I forget to grab the camera when it happens.
I finally captured it here. He dances to the music from his toys, a greeting card that plays "Walking on Sunshine" or his crazy singing duck. We always cheer and clap when he dances-- it's something we want to encourage. Sometimes, we dance with him. Um, it's quite a sight.
Please, Sir, I want some more. Aidan loves to eat. He no longer eats baby food-- he's all about solids and he has no problem eating what we're having for dinner. Even when you think he's full, he wants more. If he's done eating, he wants some of your food. Sometimes he'll check out our plates to see what he can get. He's grasped the concept of the fork and spoon, but he prefers his hands. He will take a piece of food in each hand and alternate hands to mouth. He is a frickin' machine. Thank goodness he burns it all off with his running and jumping!
Baby Talk. Aidan has a language all his own-- it sounds like a lot of babbling and oohing. He also likes to sing to himself. Sometimes his singing resembles a baby wolf howling. His repertoire of words include, "hi, ma, dada, and ba (for banana)." He has a good ear for mimicking-- once, when playing "I'm gonna get you" with my dad, Aidan said, "ahmgungetchu!" He hasn't said it since. His version of saying "Please" is clapping his hands when he wants a bite of food. It used to be at least 3-4 claps; when he's impatient, you're lucky if you get one, insistent clap.
Growing like a weed. Aidan is wearing a mixture of 9 month old pants, 12 month overalls, and 18 months tops. He no longer clears the dining table-- he's grown a couple inches in a short amount of time. It's getting harder for me to hold him because he's getting long and heavier. And wouldn't you know it-- he wants me to carry him now more than ever. Ugh.
Tantrum Boy. When Aidan can't make something do what he wants, he yells and throws things. His latest quirk is slapping the floor. He picked this up from my mom. One day, Aidan tripped and fell. My mom said, "Bad floor!" and slapped the floor. Yesterday, he got his fingers caught in a desk drawer. Once free, he bent down, slapped the floor and said "UGH!" It was hilarious. He has also acquired universal toddler move-- the limp noodle. When he doesn't want to be put down on the floor, he goes limp and throws his head back, which means you have to hold him otherwise he will whack his head on the floor. Smart kid.
So, that is my Aidan update for the month. Every day is different and I can't wait to see what he has in store for us next.
