Aidan is becoming a regular little comedian these days. I have two funnies from him today.
First, this morning as I'm getting him ready, we had this interchange.
Me: Aidan, do you know what Mommy needs?
Aidan: What?
Me: Kisses! (proceed to smooch attack him)
Aidan: Mommy, do you know what Aidan needs?
Me: No, what?
Aidan: (giggles) Toys!
Then just a few minutes ago...
John: Aidan, what do you want for supper?
Aidan: I don't like supper. It's dirty. Too many dirty dishes.
Hmm...I wonder who he's repeating there? Guilty.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Blogging for the sake of blogging.
It's been a few days since I've posted anything, so I'm posting this random photograph that I took on a pretty day in my backyard a couple of weeks ago...because I guess I'm having withdrawal from blogging. Maybe we'll do something exciting and blogworthy this weekend.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Pendant Giveaway
A friend of a friend, and a fellow military wife, is doing a St. Patrick's giveaway on her blog, Dressed-Up Dots. She makes beautiful pendants out of dominos! They're really neat, so you should go check it out!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
A Quick Funny
I have an Aidan story that I want to share. It belongs in the same category as the "Are you digging for gold?" "No, boogies!" story.
We're in the car, driving to church for Mom's Day Out on Friday. I've no idea if he was doing any digging at the time, but out of the clear blue, he says, "Mommy, boogies are NOT a snack." After agreeing with him, I silently shook in laughter for the rest of the ride. I'm sure it was an if A equals B, and B equals C, then C equals A deduction on his part. I'm not supposed to eat boogies. I am allowed to eat snacks. Therefore, boogies are not a snack.
It was so random, it was hilarious. Maybe you had to be there.
We're in the car, driving to church for Mom's Day Out on Friday. I've no idea if he was doing any digging at the time, but out of the clear blue, he says, "Mommy, boogies are NOT a snack." After agreeing with him, I silently shook in laughter for the rest of the ride. I'm sure it was an if A equals B, and B equals C, then C equals A deduction on his part. I'm not supposed to eat boogies. I am allowed to eat snacks. Therefore, boogies are not a snack.
It was so random, it was hilarious. Maybe you had to be there.
Friday, February 20, 2009
I'm having an ambitious week.
Look! I made Neely some pretty little pinwheel bows! I'm really proud of myself. They're not too bad for my first try. I wanted to try it out, because I was having trouble finding something that would match her Easter dress. I got a wild hair, ordered some ribbon, and voila! Bows!
Any requests? ;)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Bag Tag
Alrighty, Tara tagged me in this game, knowing I wouldn't be able to resist.
Here are the rules:
1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are (using) today - not last weekend when you and your hubby went out to that fabulous restaurant. No cheating!!! (Yeah, and no fair cleaning it out first to avoid incriminating yourself.)
2. Tell us how much it cost. This is a no-judgment zone -- there will be no ridiculing or eye rolling here. And, if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, I'd love to hear it.
3. Now tag some fellow bloggers and link back to this post so people know why you are posting pictures of your bag.
Here's the bag. It's Vera Bradley's very lovely version of a diaper bag. It's GIANT. My mother-in-law bought it for me, so it was free to me. I have no idea what she paid for it, so I can't really answer that question. Are you ready for what's inside? Brace yourself. I was afraid there might be something scary in there. I lucked out.
Starting at the top left and working our way around clockwise, I have: three baby toys, one of which plays music when shaken (so I can sometimes be seen turning in circles, much like a dog chasing its tail, trying to figure out where that sound is coming from!), a pair of Neely's pj's (which need to be traded out, because I don't think she wears that size anymore), a package of wipes, two diapers, a pile of dirty burp cloths, a changing pad, a baby sling, yesterday's commissary receipt and grocery list, my checkbook, Neely's ID bracelet from the last cardiologist visit and her LSU ID card, my sunglasses, Neely's headband (for attaching giant Aretha-esque bows), the plastic from a juice box straw, three gum wrappers, a weird felt bookmark from a kids' meal at Chickfila, Valentine gummy bears, an ink pen, hand sanitizer, Tylenol infant drops, a frequent car wash card (only punched once), an air freshener wafer, travel baby powder, Visine, one dollar, an expired Joann's coupon, two Sonic mints, Chapstick, and a tube of Clinique Rose Allure lipstick that I accidentally stole from my mother over Christmas. (Sorry, if you've been looking for that one, Mom.)
Whew! It didn't look like that much when I laid it all out!
I will now bag tag Stephanie, Andrea, Jamie, and Kelly...because you all either have children too or are known to carry gigantenormous purses. :D
Here are the rules:
1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are (using) today - not last weekend when you and your hubby went out to that fabulous restaurant. No cheating!!! (Yeah, and no fair cleaning it out first to avoid incriminating yourself.)
2. Tell us how much it cost. This is a no-judgment zone -- there will be no ridiculing or eye rolling here. And, if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, I'd love to hear it.
3. Now tag some fellow bloggers and link back to this post so people know why you are posting pictures of your bag.
Here's the bag. It's Vera Bradley's very lovely version of a diaper bag. It's GIANT. My mother-in-law bought it for me, so it was free to me. I have no idea what she paid for it, so I can't really answer that question. Are you ready for what's inside? Brace yourself. I was afraid there might be something scary in there. I lucked out.
Starting at the top left and working our way around clockwise, I have: three baby toys, one of which plays music when shaken (so I can sometimes be seen turning in circles, much like a dog chasing its tail, trying to figure out where that sound is coming from!), a pair of Neely's pj's (which need to be traded out, because I don't think she wears that size anymore), a package of wipes, two diapers, a pile of dirty burp cloths, a changing pad, a baby sling, yesterday's commissary receipt and grocery list, my checkbook, Neely's ID bracelet from the last cardiologist visit and her LSU ID card, my sunglasses, Neely's headband (for attaching giant Aretha-esque bows), the plastic from a juice box straw, three gum wrappers, a weird felt bookmark from a kids' meal at Chickfila, Valentine gummy bears, an ink pen, hand sanitizer, Tylenol infant drops, a frequent car wash card (only punched once), an air freshener wafer, travel baby powder, Visine, one dollar, an expired Joann's coupon, two Sonic mints, Chapstick, and a tube of Clinique Rose Allure lipstick that I accidentally stole from my mother over Christmas. (Sorry, if you've been looking for that one, Mom.)
Whew! It didn't look like that much when I laid it all out!
I will now bag tag Stephanie, Andrea, Jamie, and Kelly...because you all either have children too or are known to carry gigantenormous purses. :D
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