Tag Archive: babyhaving


Tired, cranky, bleah

Fighting off feeling under the weather…

So here is some massive cuteness with new pictures of Aiden at play.

While packing for Mass today, aiden_freeman wandered over to my computer. He managed to open my word processing program and type on the keyboard.

He left me this message:

XZ m mz mz mzxn,enr,w¸A4n,c

Personally, I don’t think he could have put that better.

So, a few people told me this weekend that I haven’t been posting as much YouTube(tm) as I had been.

Said people, said .. I should post more.

Today was aiden_freeman‘s first birthday. You may have seen a picture .

A full length video is forthcoming. (I need to edit out the excess)…

Well, below the cut is a teaser video.

This is a boy… and his cake.

YUMMMM…..

****I**** am a dad!

I have just fed the boy. He downed almost an entire jar of baby food. This was really his first real feeding. He got into it after a few spoons. I mean realllly got into it.

He enjoyed the process and the food. (ZEUGMA!)

And once he figured out what was going on, he was eager. And NEAT!

The clean up was not hell afterwards.

Monday we will inflict THE CAKE!

It will be glorious.. And yes, tailerouge… there will be video.

Oh yes.

🙂

Well, it was bound to come to this day.

The aiden_freeman has decided that his favourite game is to go over to the shelf of board games and pull them down and take them apart.

So today, I officially learned to invoke, “No.” And let me tell you.. I truly understand the phrase, “This is gonna hurt me more than it’s gonna hurt you.”

I pulled him away from the box he began to tear and reprimanded with a stern “No”

He plopped down and started to cry. Which in its own way is still wired into the failure-as-a-human circuit in my spine.

Then he tried to get back into the games again. So, I picked him up and put him in the play pen. Which caused more crying. Which causes more angst internally.

Oh, yeah.. Dom, Top, blah, blah, blah…

I don’t like being bad cop to the boy.

Hopefully, someday he’ll understand. Gah.