Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Not that anyone is counting, but Aidan turns 18 weeks old today. Heather and I would like to give Uncle Mark a huge thanks. He watched Aidan while we went to the Pearl Jam show on Sunday night. And yes, they are the BEST. BAND. EVER.

Aidan has now become a tummy sleeper. It's a little scary, but there's not much we can do. We've actually thought about pinning his sleep sack to the mattress but that doesn't seem right. This wouldn't be that big of an issue but, as already mentioned, he's "forgotten" how to roll back over.

I'm getting over a cold and apparently passed it on to Heather. We're still waiting to see if Aidan gets sick.

This is a new game called, put Aidan under a blanket and see if he likes it.
This is what was greeting us one morning. He wakes up and faces the door and waits for us to come in. There's no turning back once he sees you.
As our friend Annie said when she met Aidan, he really has this look on his face and it's not just the photos. Yep.
Ditto.