One of Aiden's favorite shows continues to be Little Einsteins. Even if Disney switched it's time slot with "My Friends, Tigger & Pooh." When we were in Texas this summer his grandmother Soledad bought him this Quincy doll from Little Einsteins. Now Quincy is bumming rides from Aiden around the living room. Good times.
The Terrible Soon-to-be-Twos are not so terrible. No doubt because Liz and I have mastered parenting. Or we have a good kid. Mostly he's just more talkative and interactive than he was before.
That's not to say that there aren't problems. There are. His favorite response is "No," because he thinks it's funny. He fancies himself to be quite the comedian. This morning, for example, when I asked if he slept well he replied, "No" with a grin on his face. Usually that's cute.
The plain old stubborness that he gets completely from his mother's side (tee hee) has also reared it's head recently. A great example of this was dinner on Tuesday night. Liz had made spaghetti (it was really good by the way.) He usually loves spaghetti because it combines his two favorite things, eating and getting absolutely filthy dirty. But he refused to eat.
Our response was to let him sit in his booster seat. He didn't have to eat, but he wasn't getting out of dinner time until we were done eating our meal. He crossed his arms and refused to look t Liz. When she asked if he wasn't going to look at her, he glanced at her, then turned his head again with pooched lips. While we stifled our laughs he continued to ignore us. It was at least 5 minutes that he didn't look at us.
I caved in after a while and let him down. But only after I was eating seconds. It seemed fair to me at the time. In retrospect I kind of undercut Liz's decree and shouldn't have.
After dinner he continued to pout. He cried. He crossed his arms. He ran to his room. He would peek out and look at Liz, cry a bit, then duck back inside his room. This display, while somewhat maddening, was very funny. But you just can't laugh at a crying child. It's mean, man. Don't do it.
I remember thinking, although I don't remember if I said it out loud, "We are in trouble." He's got an iron will for a 23 month old. What the future holds could be bad news for us. But we'll make it.
On the personal side of things I'm almost done with my part time preaching with the Gallatin Road congregation in Scottsville, Ky. They have hired a full-time evangelist to begin in November.
In the year that I have been working with the congregation (once every three weeks) I have baptized five individuals with help from the congregation and the Lord. I'm very thankful for the time I've worked with the congregation there. And am also thankful it's coming to an end so I can get back more regularly with my home congregation.
I'll also say I owe a lot to Liz in all of this. She's been very supportive and understanding while I've stretched my preaching legs a bit.
He who finds a wife finds a good thing,And obtains favor from the
LORD. -Prov 18:22
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