11.29.07
More Change
So as you can see there are now ads on this site, maybe more to come…Call me a sell out I don’t care!
Until I figure out what theme I like best and how to make it look like I want I have decided to revert back to the old layout.
Hopefully, I can decide on a look I like sooner than later! 
11.28.07
The Universe Is Paying Me Back
So I’m pretty sure that this “half full” thing is throwing off the natural rotation of the Earth and the I’m being paid back in a major way.
Example Numero Uno:
Sunday afternoon Dad-Oh and I decided to take Aidan for a walk through Totem Park and let him run around on the trail and toss rocks into the river. Since Auntie Larissa had borrowed the stroller we had to make a quick stop at her place to pick it up. As I was exiting our mud room to our car port my left ankle buckled and I slipped. I tried my very best to catch myself with my right leg/ankle but instead I missed the stairs completely and fell off the top of the landing on to my right ankle. All the while breaking my fall with my head on the car window. Oh yeah good times! So yes folks I managed to sprain BOTH of my ankles in one fell swoop or crash? The kicker? I managed to hobble over and sit in the drivers seat bawling my eyes out and in excruciating pain while my darling son was in the back seat busting a gut! He must of thought I was playing a game or something because he was having himself a nice giggle at my expense. At least I HOPE he thought I was playing a game! I can’t say I wouldn’t laugh either if Mommy came flying down the stairs and face planted into my window. So now I am a double ankle gimp, hobbling along! Yes, I’m still half full!
Example Numero Dos:
That very same night our Puppers decided to have problems with her bowels! I’m telling you the universe is pissed off! A little after midnight I hear Aidan crying on the monitor, so I get up only to find that the dog had gone into his room and woke him up because she knows that will roust me (smart little cookie that way, if she could only learn to crap OUTSIDE we’d be good!). She started making her little “I need to go out now sounds” so I tried to rush her downstairs and out the door. But that was not in the grand plan because no more than five seconds after trying to coax her downstairs she pops a squat on the carpet in front of the bathroom and proceeds to have diarrhea all over the carpet! Hmmm! I manage to get her outside to do any more business, put Aidan back to sleep then proceed to scrub dog poo out of my carpet, did I mention it was midnight and I had been peacefully sleeping? I finally clean up and go back to bed only to be woken up mere hours later by the pungent aroma of poo poo. I get up and begin to investigate…sure enough another pile for me to scrub out of the carpet again! Why it’s the carpet every time is beyond me?! Never the laminate or linoleum…errr! So twice I was up in the wee hours of the night scrubbing crap out of my carpet with two sprained ankles!
Yeah, pretty sure the universe is plotting its revenge! 
11.26.07
The Aidan-Daidan Times: Month 15 & 16
Today you turn sixteen months old! I am painfully aware that there is not post for month 15, but for good reason. We were too busy soaking up the golden Hawaiian rays of sunshine. So I apologize and will try to catch up on two whole months of Aidan goodness.
Probably the biggest change you have made in these last months is in your autonomy. You are your own little person, with your own little agenda! You have mastered the “no” head shake. At first Dad-Oh and I thought this was so cute and were amazed that you understood what it meant and were able to use it correctly when communicating, now we are a bit more hesitant on the “cuteness.” You know we think it is cute and you use it to your advantage to tug at our parental heart strings. You little devil you! Case and point: You are still infatuated with the toilet water (eww, I know!) and when ever you weasel your way into the bathroom, lift the lid and take your little hand for a swim, we say, “Aidan, no-no! That’s yucky!” And you proceed to shake your head no all the while splashing away!
You are able to communicate so well now. You say “Momma, Mom, Mommy, Dad, Da-Da, baby, ball, hi, up, ish(yuck or icky), og (dog) and most importantly you are able to imitate us. So much so we should probably be more careful of our adjectives! Every night before bed when I am rocking you in the chair I sing (poorly) three rounds of You Are My Sunshine before putting you to bed. One night you were especially feisty and I swear you were trying to sing with me! There were no words but you were humming the tune perfectly–I wish I had my camera!
You are becoming a MONKEY! Climbing on everything! So much so that I finally need to get off my bum and get the jungle gym from Auntie Seimeen’s. You climb up and down your slide like a pro, you are in the process of mastering climbing on the couch, chairs, and anything else of similar height. You are surprisingly careful though. I’m sure I will bite my words in the future but for now you are cautious of your surroundings….
You LOVE books! Love, love, love them! Dad-Oh is still a bit worried, but I think it is great. You will drop everything for story time. Your little face lights up each time, as if it was the first time you have ever heard Little Bear Who do You Love, or I See a Monster. You will sit on the floor and read to yourself carefully turning each page, then when your are done you set the book to the side and then grab another. You read out loud to Dad-Oh and I looking up now and again to make sure we are still paying attention.
You love running around and rough housing with Dad-Oh. If you need any evidence click over to any of the Hawaii posts and see the many “This is Aidan being flung into the sky” pictures! Dad-Oh is constantly chasing you down calling you the name of the quarterback of which ever NFL team the Seahawks are playing that week. “Alex Smith goes down…” I apologize! But remember you are a beast in the middle and apparently it’s never too early to practice tackling.
You are sleeping fairly well as of late. (I wish there was a smiley with his fingers crossed). A few nights ago you thought it would be fun to hang out and shoot the breeze at 2 am and unfortunately I thought differently. You REFUSED to go back to sleep and I had to be the mean, evil Mommy who let you cry it out in bed. You will not no how incredibly painful this is to do until you have children of your own. Mother Nature really knew what she was doing when she installed the primal urge to take care of your off spring! It physically hurts! My stomach churns and at any given moment I feel like my dinner is moments away from making a second appearance. Then I look at the clock because for all this to happen you must be crying for like an hour right? Nope, four minutes! FOUR minutes!!! But they are the longest most painful four minutes of my life when every cell in my body is screaming how badly my angel needs me! The only way I manage to muster up enough strength to fight the urge is to keep repeating, “I don’t remember anything from when I was 15/16 months old!”
Each morning I am so excited to see what the new day will bring, what amazing discoveries you will encounter. I don’t think Dad-Oh and I have gone a single night without saying “I just miss him, he should sleep with us, he misses us, he needs us…” before we fight the urge to scoop you up and snuggle you in bed with us.
You have broughten us closer than I ever thought two people could be. Every thing we do is for you and to give you the best life possible. At this very moment every ounce of my body is telling me to go cuddle you!
Bunches of Love,
Momma
The Aidan-Daidan Times: Month 15 & 16
Today you turn sixteen months old! I am painfully aware that there is not post for month 15, but for good reason. We were too busy soaking up the golden Hawaiian rays of sunshine. So I apologize and will try to catch up on two whole months of Aidan goodness.
Probably the biggest change you have made in these last months is in your autonomy. You are your own little person, with your own little agenda! You have mastered the “no” head shake. At first Dad-Oh and I thought this was so cute and were amazed that you understood what it meant and were able to use it correctly when communicating, now we are a bit more hesitant on the “cuteness.” You know we think it is cute and you use it to your advantage to tug at our parental heart strings. You little devil you! Case and point: You are still infatuated with the toilet water (eww, I know!) and when ever you weasel your way into the bathroom, lift the lid and take your little hand for a swim, we say, “Aidan, no-no! That’s yucky!” And you proceed to shake your head no all the while splashing away!
You are able to communicate so well now. You say “Momma, Mom, Mommy, Dad, Da-Da, baby, ball, hi, up, ish(yuck or icky), og (dog) and most importantly you are able to imitate us. So much so we should probably be more careful of our adjectives! Every night before bed when I am rocking you in the chair I sing (poorly) three rounds of You Are My Sunshine before putting you to bed. One night you were especially feisty and I swear you were trying to sing with me! There were no words but you were humming the tune perfectly–I wish I had my camera!
You are becoming a MONKEY! Climbing on everything! So much so that I finally need to get off my bum and get the jungle gym from Auntie Seimeen’s. You climb up and down your slide like a pro, you are in the process of mastering climbing on the couch, chairs, and anything else of similar height. You are surprisingly careful though. I’m sure I will bite my words in the future but for now you are cautious of your surroundings….
You LOVE books! Love, love, love them! Dad-Oh is still a bit worried, but I think it is great. You will drop everything for story time. Your little face lights up each time, as if it was the first time you have ever heard Little Bear Who do You Love, or I See a Monster. You will sit on the floor and read to yourself carefully turning each page, then when your are done you set the book to the side and then grab another. You read out loud to Dad-Oh and I looking up now and again to make sure we are still paying attention.
You love running around and rough housing with Dad-Oh. If you need any evidence click over to any of the Hawaii posts and see the many “This is Aidan being flung into the sky” pictures! Dad-Oh is constantly chasing you down calling you the name of the quarterback of which ever NFL team the Seahawks are playing that week. “Alex Smith goes down…” I apologize! But remember you are a beast in the middle and apparently it’s never too early to practice tackling.
You are sleeping fairly well as of late. (I wish there was a smiley with his fingers crossed). A few nights ago you thought it would be fun to hang out and shoot the breeze at 2 am and unfortunately I thought differently. You REFUSED to go back to sleep and I had to be the mean, evil Mommy who let you cry it out in bed. You will not no how incredibly painful this is to do until you have children of your own. Mother Nature really knew what she was doing when she installed the primal urge to take care of your off spring! It physically hurts! My stomach churns and at any given moment I feel like my dinner is moments away from making a second appearance. Then I look at the clock because for all this to happen you must be crying for like an hour right? Nope, four minutes! FOUR minutes!!! But they are the longest most painful four minutes of my life when every cell in my body is screaming how badly my angel needs me! The only way I manage to muster up enough strength to fight the urge is to keep repeating, “I don’t remember anything from when I was 15/16 months old!”
Each morning I am so excited to see what the new day will bring, what amazing discoveries you will encounter. I don’t think Dad-Oh and I have gone a single night without saying “I just miss him, he should sleep with us, he misses us, he needs us…” before we fight the urge to scoop you up and snuggle you in bed with us.
You have broughten us closer than I ever thought two people could be. Every thing we do is for you and to give you the best life possible. At this very moment every ounce of my body is telling me to go cuddle you!
Bunches of Love,
Momma
11.24.07
Karma?
I hesitate to write the next few paragraphs in fear of jinxing a good thing, but since that would be the old half empty Mommy I shall continue…. 
Since my Thanksgiving Resolution life has been grand. The last two nights Aidan has slept in his crib for eleven fantabulous hours without a fuss! He woke up this morning just before 7 am in the happiest of moods. I’m pretty sure he’s even happy that it’s not 5 am! Today was a good mood day. Life is SO much better on good mood days. Playing at home wasn’t so tortuous today. We weren’t forced out of our house by a tyrant toddler!
We started off the morning with a trip to the Christmas Bazaar (the half empty Mommy would never attend a Christmas event in NOVEMBER!). We attempted the whole “Santa thing” again. This is what he did instead:
To the untrained eye it might look like he is playing with the presents, light from behind the curtain, or about to play peek-a-boo but a skilled Mommy such as myself knows exactly what he was up to! A good ole Holiday Poop! A special “gift” for Jolly Saint Nick! Good times! Since this town is LAME and public places are not equipped with changing tables we had to walk next door to the library and pull up a piece of floor and tend to his little bottom! I’m seriously thinking of writing our Mayor–no changing tables is ridiculous–especially in the public library!
Tonight we had dinner with Baby Kai and Baby Brie. Aidan is ten full months older than both of them and is still in last place in the hair department! Maybe that should be on his Christmas wish list! 
Aidan watched zoned out on The Backyardigans while Mommy ate. Since it might be a while before the kiddos are together again I took the liberty of snapping a few photos.
Dinner and a Movie!
HEY! We paid full admission! Gimme that back!
And finally, they are all looking. Granted Aidan is climbing across the table to retrieve his mini DVD player, but he’s looking all the same! Doesn’t he have that, “Don’t make me come over there woman face!?”
11.23.07
Time For A Change
I made a Thanksgiving resolution. Yeah, I know not as common as a “New Year’s Resolution” but it still works the same! I’m a trend setter, it’ll catch on–just wait! 
Anyway, I have resolved to be more half full. No that does not mean I’m planning on eating less…it means I am going to start thinking more optimistically and looking on the bright side instead of the “eff that side.” 
I have begun my resolution with the updating of this site. I still have a bit of code to edit and kinks to work out, but I am on my way to being very pleased with the new look!
I also have plans to try to be more spirited and cheery for the holidays. I can’t promise perfection, but I will vow to bitch and complain a bit less! 
Anyway, that is all for now. I’m now cross eyed from trying to decipher all the CSS code!
Anyone else got a Thanksgiving Resolution 
