yesterday.. aiden gets on the computer and starts mashing the keys.
me: what are you doing to my facebook page?
aiden: im working.. i need to work soo hard!
me: ok well let me get something you can work on... ( i pull up microsoft office to let him type)
aiden: ooohhh i work sooo hard.. (mashes keys)
aiden: Hey Darlin' How much longer I got to work?
me: 4 days!
aiden: OK! (mashes keys)
aiden: Darlin' how much longer I got to work?
me: 2 days!
aiden: ok thanks for asking! (mashes keys)
aiden: how much longer i got to work now Darlin'?
me: still 2 days...
aiden: ok.. thanks for asking... ( mashes keys)
aiden: How much longer i got to work now Darlin'?
Me: thats good, you don't have to work anymore..
aiden: *sighs* oohh i work soo hard!


aiden was pretending to be daddy.. as daddy calls me Darlin' :p

Man Vs Food

Yesterday while at grandma's.. aiden is eating lunch

after polishing off his Spaghetti O's.. aiden Shoots both arms up in the air, fists clenched..

"Yeah! I won the challenge.. Man Versus Food!"


can you tell we watch travel channel much?

aiden shares..

last night shortly before bed.. aiden was at the computer eating one of my "skinny cow" chocolate ice creams.. izzy was in her jumperoo.. dad and i go out front for a smoke.... all is well

a little bit later, aiden is getting ready for bed.. and im holding izzy while dad reads aiden a story...

something smells like chocolate..
its izzy... her head smells like it, her mouth smells like it.. so do her hands...

me: Aiden did you give your sister some icecream?
aiden: (huge grin on his face) Yeah!
me: how much did you give her?
aiden: 10 bites!
me: aiden your sister can't have icecream
aiden: yeah but she had 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 bites.. ( still grinning)

atleast he shares..

aiden and izzy

aiden is on the floor talking to izzy who is in her jumperoo

mommy, whats this? *points to where isobelle has scratched herself by her  eye*
 she scratched herself  honey, she hurt herself.
aiden to isobelle:
aww dont worry missy, we'll put a band aid on it and you'll feel better  .

yesterday, feeding Isobelle in her bumbo on the coffee table, aiden sat next to us in his little blue chair...
Aiden: (picks up his chair and moves it)
me: where are you going?
Aiden: Im moving, I dont want to smell that! (gags)
me: its just baby food!

he gags every time he see's her baby food, apprently because it looks the same going in as it does coming out..

 today while making him a snack he comes up behind me.. as i passed gas...
aiden: (gags) Isobelle stinks! You need to change her!
me: no, sorry aiden that was me.. i farted..