Allergies

So it's dinner time, so of course aiden has to poo.
 From the bathroom...
Aiden: I love you daddy *blows several kisses*
Robin: (from kitchen table) I love you too buddy, I hope you are done going poop.
Aiden: No! I am not done going poop, I'm still wiping my butt!
Us: *laughter*
Robin : Maybe you should flush the toilet, and wash your hands.
*coughing and gagging sounds from bathroom*
Aiden: I think I'm allergic to poop.
Us: * belly laughter *

Who's in charge.

Yesterday we had to run a few quick errands which included going to the grocery store. We were debating which store while in the car, I wanted Super Target, but Robin wanted to go toWalmart so he could look at the sports equipment, I said this was fine, because I wasn't going to be buying that much meat, because I don't like to buy walmarts meat. As we pull into walmarts parking lot aiden..
Aiden: What!! I thought we were going to super target in liberty! You make all the money ( to daddy) but mommy is the boss and she wanted to go to Target!
Robin: yes mommy is the boss, but we agreed to come here.
Me: yes but daddy said he wanted to come to Walmart and I said that was fine.
I couldn't help laughing all the way into the store.

Priceless, absolutely priceless!

Minecraft.

As of the past 2 weeks, Aiden has been obsessed by Minecraft... thanks dad!
its on both ipads.. Mine the old reliable ipad and robins ipad2 and the xbox and now the PC... it has taken over the house! i loathe this game, its like lego, but with graphics from games i might of played as a child, I'm talking original Mario brothers here. and all it is, is building blocks, but of course you can put monsters in it, golems, skeletons, spiders, and just plain weird things. we caught aiden watching youtube video's of people making minecraft houses, building's, worlds, monsters, etc... but using lots of the F word, he is now banned from watching youtube video's.
it's the first thing he thinks of when he wakes up, wants to play it all day, and still has it on the brain when he goes to bed.. minecraft crack. was thinking i was blessed when he got up today and was watching Garfield... until a few minutes ago, while he is still trudging through his breakfast and asks me.
aiden; mom what if i build a minecraft house, made completely out of glass, as big as the whole world?
me: i don't think the world could handle it, because it would be the same size of the world.
aiden: *looks at me in puzzlement*

aiden comes in crying, saying he is alright, but i follow him into the bathroom where he says he has some tree bark in his eye.
we finally sort out his eye with a bit of a baby wipe and a juice box to make him forget about his eye.
he goes back outside, picks up his plastic bat and then proceeds to try and "destroy" our tree..
i tell him that's not very nice and not to hit the tree.
aiden: but i have to destroy this tree, because when i grow up to be 28 and i have a girlfriend i have to destroy this tree to build a house for her just like this one so we can be married.
i tell him we don't own that tree and he doesn't haven't to destroy a tree to build his house, but i am not sure he was even listening to me at that point he had wandered off with his juice box.

dinna time!
i ofcourse have ordered pizza, daddy is on business, this is just how i roll... so why am i coaching aiden on dinner manners you say? well, because i can!
me: daddy had wonderful manners when we first met, it was one of the reasons why i married him!
aiden: FINE!!! I won't marry you then!!!!


previously:

MOOOOOOM!!! WE HAVE A PROBLEM HERE!!!
me: What?

(me on phone to my mother)
Yes, I see, Bella has half way undressed herself, she has heard the bath running, and is not going to let you (aiden) have one by yourself.
*I then open baby gate and bella tries to get her pants and diaper off on the way up the stairs*

i have failed to post in this for some time, even though aiden has said some pretty fun things, i shall try to make up for this by giving my brain a good stir.

a couple months back my dad and robin were building aiden a lego table for the massive amounts of lego he has.. they would make it a certain height , have aiden come in and test it, after a few times of this aiden is called in again to test.. he looks at them and says: Try again boys!  and leaves the room.. again he is called back, he says : if i do this *gives the thumbs up*, it means its ok, if i do this *gives a thumbs down* you need to do it again.
finally he comes in and gives them a thumbs up.

a few weeks ago, while aiden has the flu and is sequestered to the couch for the day, and bella seems not to understand why aiden wont play.. aiden says to her : You're messing with my mojo kid!

and yesterday, aiden again is ill and isnt allowed to leave the couch and asks if he can leave the couch.. I tell him no because we cant spread the germs.. he thens complains and whines quite angrily, i tell him dont be mad at me, its not my fault! to which he responds. : I know its not your fault, im not mad at you! It's the sick! CUUUUURRRSSE YOOOOU SICK!

Definition

Aiden: I'm poor.
(this is as he is tucking into a breakfast of french toast, banana's and juice)
me: you are not poor.
Aiden: yes I am, I'm poor because I can't go to school.
(it takes me a while after this to realise he is saying this because we can't afford to send him to the private school we sent him to last year)
me: poor means you don't have any money.
Aiden. no it doesn't
( i get the ipad and look it up on the dictionary app and show him)
me: see, that's what poor means. if there is anything you don't know what it means, you can look it up here.

aiden then looks up the definition of poop.