If what they say is true, that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, then there is nothing more flattering than having a child. Aiden simply loves to act grown up. Whether its muttering out incoherent sentances (gets that from me) or pulling up his shirt to pat his fat belly (he gets that from Granddad.) He enjoys acting bigger than his years.
He's really taken to saying "thank you" lately. He doesn't have to be prompted to say it now. It's become natural that he say it as soon as you give him something. And he's pronouncing it much more accurately with all the added practice. Now the funny thing is he will repeat his "thank yous" until you say, "you're welcome."
The funniest thing he did last week was hit me. I know, it doesn't sound funny. I was laying on the floor in the living room when he came up from behind and started smacking me on the forehead. I said, "OWW!" and he leaned over and kissed it then walked off. No doubt something he's learned at daycare.
Nineteen months have come and gone. It's hard to believe we're wearing size five shoes and 18-24 month outfits. The time flies and there's never a dull day. Thank God for his health and safety so far. The pool comes out for the summer this week. We'll try to have pictures up soon.
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