You It! HA!
My kids are a constant source of entertainment to me. Sometimes when people look at me with that confounded look and ask me why we have so many kids (Yes, people do actually ask me that...) I want to answer, "Why for the sheer entertainment value of them, of course!" They are funny. Aiden is constantly saying funny little things that make me giggle. One little game that he likes to play is the "What" game. Basically if you say what, you are it. The kid is the master. Seriously! He can get anyone at any time. We will be sitting there in the middle of dinner talking about the day and he will say, "Hey mom!" I will innocently answer him with a "What?" He will giggle and smirk and say, "You it! HA!" Every time! That little booger gets me every time! What amazes me about it, is that he will just do it completely out of the blue! It's not like we were talking about it or anything to make him think about it. I can be driving or making dinner and he will get me. Or he will change the tone of his voice so that he sounds upset. Of course I will answer him because I am concerned and he will squeak out, "You it!" (Insert giggle here!)
It is so fun to see his little personality really start to emerge. He is stubborn and smart and sweet and curious. He is everything that a three year old little boy should be. He is full of energy. In fact right now, I am sitting here in my recliner watching him act out an entire fight scene between Iron Man, a Storm Trooper, a Power Ranger and Aragon from Lord of the Rings. He has bounced from one couch to the other. The battle is complete with sound effects. Of course Iron Man will win. He always does, but it's looking pretty dicey! It won't be long before he has moved on to something else, play doh, a book, a boxing match between Drago and Rocky. With this kid the only thing that I know for sure is that it will be entertaining.
He asks about a zillion questions a day. It can be anything from, "Hey Mom, What's that guy called?" to "When will Daddy be home?" to "Why you doing that for?" to "What's that stinky smell?" (That one is usually Jonathan and an overly ripe diaper.) He is fiercely protective of his little brother. That is when he isn't laying on top of him and putting him in a headlock. At the first squeak announcing that Jonathan has awoken from his nap, Aiden is running back the hall to his room to check on him and comfort him until I get him out of his crib. If I don't move quickly enough, it is not unusual for Aiden to be in the crib with Jonathan playing.
Things are so literal when you are three. I was dressing him for church in a light blue shirt. I made the offhand comment that the shirt made his eyes look really blue. A few hours later, Brian looked at him and asked,"Babes, where did you get those big blue eyes?" He looked at Brian and said, "From my shirt." The look on his face basically said, "Duh Dad! What kind of a dumb question is that?" Ask a stupid question and all that I suppose.
On thing that I know for sure is that at some point today, he will look at me with those big baby blues and I will think, "What a blessing he is to our family." And he will say, "Hey Mom!" To which I will respond, "What?"..."You It!" Of course I am.