this morning while getting aiden dressed for school.

aiden: *sniffing air* I smell something
me: what do you smell?
aiden: it smells like yellow.
me: it smells like yellow? i dont know what you mean..
aiden: yeah it smells like yellow, the hot chopsticks you put on your face.
me: it smells like chopsticks?
aiden: yeah the kind you put on your lips to make you feel better..
me: .... Oh you mean Chapstick.. it smells like my chapstick.
aiden: Yeah!


aiden ofcourse meant my carmex.. he is still too adorable sometimes :)

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sunday, aiden has a hand down his pants...
me: aiden get you hand out of your pants!
aiden: my winky is flashing red because I was playing with it....(yells) aaaaaaaaaahhhh


daddy sorted him out, but it was just too funny!

Dear Santa,

I helped Aiden make out his letter to santa today.. it read something like this..

Dear Santa, for Christmas I would like, a hampster, dump truck, a car, helicopter, train, wheel, xray.

Aiden.

I bet santa can work on a couple of those this year :)

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this morning at breakfast, aiden was not eating as per usual.. and getting into trouble as per usual..


aiden: i love my life.. but everyday it gets ruined!

who knew sausages were so devastating!

nonsense

yesterday aiden and daddy carved a pumpkin..
more like aiden picked out the pattern he wanted on the pumpkin and daddy did all the work.
he chose a skull, and daddy did a good job too.
soo daddy is carving said pumpkin, aiden is balancing on a ball and collecting rocks.. then he tries to balance rocks on top of the ball, doesnt work, so he takes the rocks and tries to put them in daddy's pockets whilst he is sitting down.

me: aiden, daddy doesn't want rocks in his pockets.
aiden: Thats Nonsense!

all said and done, daddy takes the hose, rinses off driveway, turns off hose.. little did we know, aiden turned the hose back on.. and an hour later or so, we go outside to see our hose has burst.

poor aiden

today aiden got up at 6:01.
we have put a clock in his room and advised him he is not to get out of bed until the first number on the clock is a 6 or a 7 to stop him from coming in my room between 4 and 5 declaring "i had a good nap!... can i play the ipod please?"
so today he gto up, i sent him back to his room with the ipod, and went back to bed. 7 oclock aiden comes in my room.
"im hungry, i got up and i wanted breakfast but you weren't there!"

poor aiden, oatmeal with strawberrys and baby banana were served immediately! then we went to ihop where he had a funny face pancake.
 it is nice to be needed, even if it is at 7 am.

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tuesday, im putting on aidens shoes so he can go outside and play in the sand... he lets out this huge fart!..

me: did you just trump?

aiden: no

me: that wasn't a trump?

aiden: no, it was a poo trump!

me: why because it smells like poo?

aiden: Yes!

both: *uproarious laughter!*

im glad we can share the same sense of humor.

today on the drive home from school with daddy

daddy: how was your day today aiden?

aiden: Gah! You ask me about my feelings 7 days a week!

at least we ask! lol