We had a great time in Tennessee for Christmas. The boys did great in the car, Aidan watched the GPS the entire time.
Aidan is potty training again and is doing much better. Here are some excerpts from conversations we've had this past week:
"Daddy, I don't know how to get my poop down. Maybe when mommy comes home she can help me."
As we're driving in the car, "Aidan, do you have to go to the bathroom?"
"No, there's no toilet in the car, ha."
"Can I have my marshmallow now?"
"Mommy, are you wearing your underwear too?"
He literally cracks us up everyday.
While Aidan makes us laugh for how he talks, Max gets to us through physical humor. That's not saying much because he can't speak, but you get the idea. Aidan is great with him, they'll fight over a toy but Aidan won't touch him. Max is a bulldozer. He sees a toy that he wants that Aidan has, watch out.
Max loves standing in front of our vent and lets the heat blow on him.
Nap time.
Merry Christmas.
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