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Three years ago today, God sent us a little bundle of boy. He was soft and warm and snuggly. He had a little bit of fuzz for hair and big blue eyes. Aiden Joseph joined our growing little family and has added just as his name predicted...fire! He is definitely a spark! Over the last three years he has grown into a big boy. He is still warm and snuggly...at least I think so. He doesn't sit still long enough to get a good grip on him. He is just too busy. He still has fuzzy hair and big blue eyes. His hair actually keeps getting fuzzier and taller. I keep thinking that if it gets long enough, it will eventually lay down, but it just gets taller and stands straight up! He has the funniest habit of smelling everything...I mean EVERYTHING! He will sit on my lap and sniff my hair and tell me that I "mell" good. He smells everything that he eats. He smells every soap or shampoo before he uses it. In fact the other day, I had just finished scrubbing the carpet in the hallway, (thank you idiot dog and your incontinence!). He leaned over and smelled it and wrinkled his nose and said, "Eww Mom you have more work to do. That mells bad!"


Baby Aiden


Another thing that he loves to do is to watch "Hocky." Nope, not hockey, "Hocky." You would probably recognize it as Rocky...yes, Sylvester Stallone and boxing. Because the kid apparently needs to learn another violent way to battle with Noah, he has become addicted to the old Rocky movies. His favorite is Rocky 4, the one with the Russian. He doesn't watch the whole movie,  just the fight scenes. And he has the soundtrack memorized. My 3 year old is a walking 80's music junkie. He is a hoot. His favorite song is "Hearts on Fire." The  other day, he asked Jake to play it on his Ipod 4 times...in a row. He isn't only into old movies. He also likes Mike the Knight and UmiZoomi. And while I typically don't just plop them in front of the tv for hours, I am a huge fan of something that will give me 23 whole minutes of peace of mind. He will be sufficiently zombified for long enough to do a load of laundry and maybe even clean the bathroom. Hey, I take what I can get.


 Look at those big blue eyes...


Having nine kids, they naturally break up into thirds. The big kids at the high school make up the upper third. The midkids at the elementary school make up the middle third. Of course that leaves my three little guys that are still at home in the lower third. Aiden being #8 is in the middle of the lower third. As such he is the little brother and the big brother. He is quite content to follow right along with Noah and his plans of mayhem, but he takes his role as big brother very seriously too. He is very ...hmmm...loving(?) towards Jonathan. He is always hugging/choking him. Noah and Aiden both look out for Jonathan. In fact the other day, I witnessed this first hand. I had put up a play yard/gate/fence thingy in the living room to keep JP safely in one place. He was content and playing some toys. I took advantage of this and actually walked back the hall to put away some laundry. So far so good. He was happy and in one place. It seemed as if this was going to work. Noah and Aiden were watching all of this and seemingly thought that it looked fun. Aiden even asked me to put him in with JP. I did and went about my business happily (stupidly) thinking that I was so smart. I got a phone call about some insurance things so I went back the hallway to a quiet room so that I could actually hear the person on the phone. As the phone call was wrapping up I walked back into the living room, just in time to see Noah and Aiden liberating Jonathan from his play yard. Noah was lifting the side of gate up and Aiden had his arms wrapped around JP and was literally rolling underneath the gate to get Jp out. He was saying,"Don't worry Baby P. I get you out!" (Sigh...) So much for my brilliant plan. At least I know that they are looking out for the little guy.


My big one year old!


Another funny thing that he does, which again seems to be a "boy"thing, is that he will re-enact an entire scene from a movie... in slow motion. It is quite funny. As a family, we love the Narnia movies, the first being our favorite. Of course the little boys' favorite scene is the epic battle at the end of the movie. Anytime we watch it, Aiden and Noah run to grab their swords and run around the house wielding their might weapons shouting the battle cry, "FOR NARNIA!!!" And then they proceed to act out the entire fight in slow motion. Just another day in the life...


2 years and counting

This little guy is such a blessing to our family. He is sweet and funny, exhausting and challenging. I am reminding myself, yet again, to enjoy him right where he is, because as we all know, time flies by. He will be able to sit through an entire mass without needing to be taken out. I will be able to take him somewhere without having to hold his hand in a death grip to prevent him from taking off.   He might even be potty trained...maybe... eventually. Happy Birthday my sweet little three year old Adie-Joe!!! Mommy loves you!



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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Happy Birthday My Big Boy!!!




Three years ago today, God sent us a little bundle of boy. He was soft and warm and snuggly. He had a little bit of fuzz for hair and big blue eyes. Aiden Joseph joined our growing little family and has added just as his name predicted...fire! He is definitely a spark! Over the last three years he has grown into a big boy. He is still warm and snuggly...at least I think so. He doesn't sit still long enough to get a good grip on him. He is just too busy. He still has fuzzy hair and big blue eyes. His hair actually keeps getting fuzzier and taller. I keep thinking that if it gets long enough, it will eventually lay down, but it just gets taller and stands straight up! He has the funniest habit of smelling everything...I mean EVERYTHING! He will sit on my lap and sniff my hair and tell me that I "mell" good. He smells everything that he eats. He smells every soap or shampoo before he uses it. In fact the other day, I had just finished scrubbing the carpet in the hallway, (thank you idiot dog and your incontinence!). He leaned over and smelled it and wrinkled his nose and said, "Eww Mom you have more work to do. That mells bad!"


Baby Aiden


Another thing that he loves to do is to watch "Hocky." Nope, not hockey, "Hocky." You would probably recognize it as Rocky...yes, Sylvester Stallone and boxing. Because the kid apparently needs to learn another violent way to battle with Noah, he has become addicted to the old Rocky movies. His favorite is Rocky 4, the one with the Russian. He doesn't watch the whole movie,  just the fight scenes. And he has the soundtrack memorized. My 3 year old is a walking 80's music junkie. He is a hoot. His favorite song is "Hearts on Fire." The  other day, he asked Jake to play it on his Ipod 4 times...in a row. He isn't only into old movies. He also likes Mike the Knight and UmiZoomi. And while I typically don't just plop them in front of the tv for hours, I am a huge fan of something that will give me 23 whole minutes of peace of mind. He will be sufficiently zombified for long enough to do a load of laundry and maybe even clean the bathroom. Hey, I take what I can get.


 Look at those big blue eyes...


Having nine kids, they naturally break up into thirds. The big kids at the high school make up the upper third. The midkids at the elementary school make up the middle third. Of course that leaves my three little guys that are still at home in the lower third. Aiden being #8 is in the middle of the lower third. As such he is the little brother and the big brother. He is quite content to follow right along with Noah and his plans of mayhem, but he takes his role as big brother very seriously too. He is very ...hmmm...loving(?) towards Jonathan. He is always hugging/choking him. Noah and Aiden both look out for Jonathan. In fact the other day, I witnessed this first hand. I had put up a play yard/gate/fence thingy in the living room to keep JP safely in one place. He was content and playing some toys. I took advantage of this and actually walked back the hall to put away some laundry. So far so good. He was happy and in one place. It seemed as if this was going to work. Noah and Aiden were watching all of this and seemingly thought that it looked fun. Aiden even asked me to put him in with JP. I did and went about my business happily (stupidly) thinking that I was so smart. I got a phone call about some insurance things so I went back the hallway to a quiet room so that I could actually hear the person on the phone. As the phone call was wrapping up I walked back into the living room, just in time to see Noah and Aiden liberating Jonathan from his play yard. Noah was lifting the side of gate up and Aiden had his arms wrapped around JP and was literally rolling underneath the gate to get Jp out. He was saying,"Don't worry Baby P. I get you out!" (Sigh...) So much for my brilliant plan. At least I know that they are looking out for the little guy.


My big one year old!


Another funny thing that he does, which again seems to be a "boy"thing, is that he will re-enact an entire scene from a movie... in slow motion. It is quite funny. As a family, we love the Narnia movies, the first being our favorite. Of course the little boys' favorite scene is the epic battle at the end of the movie. Anytime we watch it, Aiden and Noah run to grab their swords and run around the house wielding their might weapons shouting the battle cry, "FOR NARNIA!!!" And then they proceed to act out the entire fight in slow motion. Just another day in the life...


2 years and counting

This little guy is such a blessing to our family. He is sweet and funny, exhausting and challenging. I am reminding myself, yet again, to enjoy him right where he is, because as we all know, time flies by. He will be able to sit through an entire mass without needing to be taken out. I will be able to take him somewhere without having to hold his hand in a death grip to prevent him from taking off.   He might even be potty trained...maybe... eventually. Happy Birthday my sweet little three year old Adie-Joe!!! Mommy loves you!



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