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Ladies, Watch Out

May 16, 2012

Dear Aaron,

When I first found out I was pregnant, I had visions of little girl clothes.  I mean, tutus, butt ruffles, pink, sparkle.  I love that stuff!  Then as soon as I found out you were a boy, all of that disappeared from my mind and I couldn’t wait to meet my little man.  A boy!  So exciting!  I soon got really excited about dressing a boy too, even though I refrain from putting you in tutus (I don’t judge.  If you make that choice in a few years, I support you).

The best part about dressing a boy is that you get to dress him like a little man.  You can’t really dress a little girl like a woman.  You could, but it would be a bit creepy.  You get to wear awesome things like cords with a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up.  Or a thermal long sleeve shirt with cargo shorts.  Plaid shorts and a pastel polo shirt.  Seriously.  It’s awesome.  You look like a little version of your dad.  It’s ridiculous.

So when we decided to take you to a wedding this past weekend, daddy and I decided to go all out.  We dug out the tuxedo your cousin Alex wore to our wedding, ironed it and got ready to party.  Sure, you weren’t in the best mood that night (and now you are under the weather), but it was worth it to see you in a tux with tails and shiny, patent leather shoes.

Daddy dressed you while I waited patiently.  It sure was a process-button down tuxedo shirt, pants, bowtie, cummerbund, jacket, shiny shoes.  So, so worth it though.

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Of course books were way more important.

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As was sliding down the stairs in your tuxedo, since heaven forbid you don’t do something by yourself.

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You weren’t exactly happy most of the night, but you did have fun.  You loved the attention from everyone (honestly dude, you were wearing a cummerbund.  The cuteness was out of this world), busted a move on the dance floor and got to eat both mine and daddy’s rolls since we weren’t going to. 

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There’s a reason everyone says they want to eat you up.  You are so delicious little man.  I know in a few years I’m in a lot of trouble if you already look this good in a tux (not to mention your constant flirting).  Ladies, watch out!




Cows are Scary

May 7, 2012

Dear Aaron,

You are usually pretty fearless.  You likes to climb and jump off things, have little stranger anxiety, love big dogs and are a somewhat adventurous eater.  That’s why I am totally shocked that a seemingly innocent stuffed animal could bring you to hysterics.

Maybe this isn’t funny to others, but I want to share this story, mostly so I remember it.  Because really, I think it’s hilarious. 

One of the gifts we received before you were born was a stuffed cow that sings and moos.  I think the only song it sings is “Old McDonald.”  Daddy thought it was kind of creepy.  I thought it was adorable.  Then, we completely forgot about it for quite some time, and it just sat in your room.  Then when we set up your playroom we put a small basket of stuffed animals upstairs for you to play with. 

You’ve played with the cow a few times, but never really paid it much attention.  For some reason, it was never turned on, so for you it was just a plain old stuffed cow.  I even forgot it made noise.  Well, the other afternoon we were upstairs.  I was sitting, rubbing a doggy belly while you played, happy as can be.  You dug your hand into the bin of stuffed animals, I heard some noises, then the next thing I knew you were screaming “Mama, Mama, MAMA” and clinging to me for dear life. 

So I calmed you down, took you over to the bin to see what got you so upset, and pulled out the cow.  That’s when you began to freak out again.  So I threw the cow down the stairs, and we played happily for about 45 minutes forgetting the whole thing.  Soon it was time for a nap, so we went downstairs and you stopped mid descent and began to flip out again.  The cow was at the bottom of the stairs!  I carried you to his room, read some stories, calmed you down and let you nap.

We got busy and didn’t go up into the playroom for a few days, and again, I had forgotten all about the cow at the bottom of the stairs.  We had a playdate with Annabelle, and she went flying up the stairs, while you took one look at the cow, began to cry and ran towards your room.  I quickly threw the cow into the guest room and shut the door and calmed you down.  Then I made jokes about you being Scarlett O’Hara (she was afraid of cows) and called Daddy laughing.  Yes, I know it’s mean to laugh at you, but really!  My little Mr. Tough Guy has no fear, but a little soft stuffed animal can bring you to your knees.  Who knew?

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It’s not that scary, is it?

I guess the cow is going to charity.  Cow has sung his last song in our house!




April 13, 2012

Dear Aaron,

Not only is it your favorite word, but it’s the way everyone describes you.  Such a happy boy!  You are always smiling, greeting your public and generally in a good mood.  So it’s no wonder that of all of the emotions in your book, your favorite is happy!

Please excuse my stupid voices.  Right now you seem to enjoy them!




March 21, 2012

Dear Aaron,

We don’t really watch too much TV here.  It just doesn’t occur to me to turn it on for you.  You are way too busy exploring everything and wouldn’t sit still to watch anyway.  Therefore, you really don’t know too many characters.  So imagine my surprise when you knew Elmo!

On Tuesdays Maribel watches you and you always have a blast with her and her daughter Mia.  You guys do so many fun things that I’m even a little bit jealous!  Last week she took you to a storytime, and you met Elmo there.  I think that may have been your first introduction to the little red monster.  Imagine mine and daddy’s surprise when you spotted the Elmo with your stuffed animals and said “Ah-Mo!”

For a few days, you and Elmo were as tight as could be (poor Snoopy has been left in the crib for awhile.  After I wrote about him, you just got over him.  Sad).  Of course, you are now over Elmo (though he hasn’t been replaced), but the two of you had a good run.  Though I do have to question your treatment of Elmo.

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You are still young and have a lot to learn, but I can assure you-this isn’t how we treat our friends!  Poor Elmo.



Aaron, Texas Ranger

February 29, 2012

Dear Aaron,

Even though lots of other people were worried that you weren’t walking more than just a few steps, I wasn’t too concerned.  I was assured not to worry until you hit 18 months, and I knew you’d be walking before then anyway.

One day, in typical Aaron fashion, you just decided to go ahead and do it.  So up you went, and you began walking.  Crawling is so last month for you!  You are a walking machine!

Sometimes you look really classy.  Rocking one sock and the diaper look is high class.

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More often than not you have something in your hands.  From what I understand, learning to walk is a slow process, and you aren’t able to pick things up and carry them with you until you’ve mastered just walking.  Well, you went ahead and skipped the learning stage.  You usually have a sippy cup or a snack trap with you at all times.
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I honestly think my favorite part about you walking is how different your movements are.  I still love your fat little feet, but seeing them standing on tip toe to get to what you want totally melts me.

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Oh my walker, though it took you awhile this all happened way too fast.  Honestly, I say it all the time, but you do keep getting more and more fun.  Walking (and you are already trying to run) has added a whole new level to it!

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Ugh, I could just eat you up!



My Newest Favorite Picture

February 25, 2012

Dear Aaron,

I’ve been playing around a lot with the big camera.  I got bored just using it in Auto mode, and I’ve been taking a ton of pictures of you lately while I experiment with the different settings.  It’s fun to experiment, and you are always happy to ham it up for the camera.

I’m reading a lot and trying to figure it all out, playing with all of the different settings and trying to act like I know what I’m doing.  I think I’m getting some decent shots.

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The other day when we were getting you ready for bath, daddy and I were a little worried, because you haven’t really been loving bathtime lately (you prefer to shower with one of us).  We caught you trying to make a break for it.

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Then you got really happy.

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I kept snapping away while daddy took care of your bath and took this picture.

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This has to be printed and put on the wall.  I just love it.  The picture is just so…you.  Happy, silly, doing something goofy but having a blast.  Those are things about you that make you so wonderful and just some of the many reasons daddy and I, and everyone else in your family (blood and extended) love you.  This picture will always make me smile.



First Haircut

February 15, 2012

Dear Aaron,

When you were born, you came into this world with a lot more hair on your head than I expected, especially considering I was completely bald until I was 2.

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By the way, you still do that with both of your hands.

Anyway, as you’ve grown, you lost your hair, then it came back dirty blonde and pin straight.  It’s fine and wispy and there’s a whole lot of it.  It kind of does it’s own thing, and we’ve always liked that about your hair.  It’s a part of you.  Sometimes it sticks straight up, sometimes it’s all over the place and sometimes it lays flat.  Lately though, it’s been getting really knotty in the back.  Also, when it’s windy out the way your hair blows makes you look like an older gentleman with a combover.  Not exactly the look I want my 16 month old to rock.

Despite our best efforts at a trim here and there, daddy and I realized it was finally time to let someone else cut your sweet, wispy hair.  So off we went to Snip Its!

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Despite foolishly taking you during naptime, you managed to be in a pretty good mood.  There was lots to see, and girls for you to flirt with.  I was shocked when we put you in the chair and put a smock on you that you didn’t flip out (despite the dazed expression).

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She came at you with the clippers and you acted like a seasoned pro.

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You watched the little movie she put on to distract you.

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Pointed to every single thing in the whole place.

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Gave a kitty a hug.

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Then got completely and totally over the whole experience and began to bat the woman’s hands away.  The hands that had scissors in them.  I’m just glad you didn’t do that while she had clippers.

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Not something I’m necessarily looking forward to do again anytime soon, but boy do you look handsome!

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You are all boy, and now you have the ‘do to prove it!