Big Boy Bed-Room Rennovation . . . (say that three times fast)

For the first time in two years, my baby's room is bed-less. It was so fun putting his little room together and picking everything out, and then not wanting to leave him in there by himself.

Enter : Handymen!

Look how efficiently they are putting the bed together!

Team effort.

And a lot of me screaming that Aiden had better not scratch anything with the tools!

Then me being quiet and letting the boys have a little of the manly bonding time I will be left out of for years to come!

Brett let Aiden borrow his bed from when he was a little toot.

I remember watching Disney movies on that bed when I was 9.

The perfect thing about it is that it has these rails on the side that slide into those little grooves, and since Aiden rolls ALL OVER . . .

AND sideways . . .

AND with either his feet and/or his head in the dead center of my back . . .

I think this will keep him corralled while he slumbers.

At least until he figures out that he can climb over the side.

Elmo is primed and ready for sleepy time.

Just a quick bed time snack of a tart, and he will be drifting off into a dreamy, restful sleep . . .

. . . in bed with mom and dad.

Just a close up of the pattern of his bedding. Perfectly goes with the already-in-place color scheme.

Too Much Two...

My baby has turned two, which means he is more of a little boy than my baby anymore. It is very sad to think that most of the big milestones have come and gone for Aiden's childhood!

We have jumped yet another hurdle today .  .  .

The Big Boy Bed . . .

The disaster area that is my son's room while we are taking his "baby" bed down.

It seems like only yesterday . . .

( Sniff )

. . . helping daddy use the Allen wrench.

mass hysteria is setting in . . .

The emptiness of the room mirrors the feeling in my heart!

Not really complete emptiness, but a little tear was shed.

Then I got really excited about redecorating the room.

And I figured out that I bought the same bedding that cousin Noah has! I promise it wasn't on purpose Noah! Your mom and I both have great taste!  :)

Now we just need to start filling the other bedroom with more baby stuff and start all over!

But there has to be a baby first.

There ain't one yet.

I can't believe my fingers let me type the word ain't.

Controlled Chaos... (if there is such a thing)

We are always trying to find new things to keep Aiden interested and engaged when we are home.

 Last time we were at the store D found some window crayons. They are basically these big washable crayons that let you color on any form of glass!

It was really fun for Aiden to get to draw on something he normally would have been in BIG trouble for! Crayons are not allowed anywhere but "on the paper".

P.S. Don't look at the dirty window! It is a double paned door and all of the grime is on the inside, therefor, un-Windex-able.  Believe me, I have tried numerous times.

A lot of big fun scribbles all over the window.

And a haircut needed in the back.

He ran out of room coloring right in front of him so he turned to old faithful, the Toy Story chair that he pulls up to EVERYTHING.

There was more unused space at the top that Aiden was not going to miss out on.

Carry the one . . .

Just kidding.

He is not to math just yet.

. . . adding some pizazz to this corner . . .

. . . cute chubby cheeks . . .

and, of course, taking the blue crayon and coloring a big strangulation looking mark right across the neck.

That would only be fitting . . .

Reminds me of when I was little and used to color in my sister's baby doll's ears.

They had ear infections.

Aiden, King of the Snacks...

Don't think my son won't hijack an entire box of graham crackers.

He will . . .

and he did . . .

I found him eating them leisurely in a lawn chair.

And they were glorious.

You would think we don't feed him or something!!

My Little Monkey...

Aiden has always been a wonderful eater. He will try anything we put in front of him!

Sometimes he goes through phases where he absolutely LOVES something and will eat it all the time.

Right now, he is really into Pop-tarts, he calls them "tart", and he really likes bananas. I can't decipher the way he says bananas on the keyboard so use your imagination!

During a recent trip to the grocery store, Aiden wanted a snack while we were shopping. But he didn't want any of the things that I had already packed for him. 

He wanted a banana.

Straight off the rack, not yet paid for banana! 

So we just told the lady at the check stand and she was very nice about it.

We get home and start unloading/ putting away/ throwing out old things of the groceries, only to find Aiden who was apparently STARVING munching away at yet another banana from the sack,

with the peel still on... 

It looks like this poor banana has suffered some traumatic and internal injuries.

I don't think he will make it.

The peel doesn't even taste good! He must have really wanted this banana.

At least his teeth marks are left behind for the forensics team to collect :)



Happy Valentine's Day...

From one chocolate lovin' family to another!

Paint by pudding...

Round Two of our little adventure to come up with things to keep Aiden entertained!

I thought it would be lots of fun to let Aiden paint. But with mostly carpet in our house, and Aiden inheriting his father's "not so graceful" gene, we decided on a safer approach until he gets a little older and has more developed fine motor skills.

The ol' finger paint with pudding trick!

I just got some regular vanilla pudding, and Aiden's favorite little dinosaur helpers.

divided up the pudding, with a little left for mom to snack on!

Add some food coloring.

Roll up the sleeves, and let the creativity flow!

I had little utensils he could use for paintbrushes but all he wanted was the dinosaurs.

I don't get it either.

He kept acting like he was feeding them, then he said they needed a "baff"

Dinosaur spa treatments.

neon green dinosaur foot soak...

Not NEARLY as messy as I thought, but that is partly because a movie came on during our art project so Aiden was a little distracted.

I guess dinosaurs really don't like pudding all that much.