The Reason

The reason I don't write as much on my blog any more, get as many pictures edited and can no longer keep the house straight are the same. And I can't believe how madly in love with him I am! Talk about rocking my world - every thought, idea, dream, action and belief I had previously has changed and made way for a whole new life. I'm loving every messy, maddening, gray-hair-inducing second of it!

Now, I actually DID get some pictures posted. These photos were taken this last Thursday, April 17. The beginning of the week began with Aiden getting burned (see the gauze wrapped hand?) so I'm behind on EVERYTHING. It's just after 10 am and Aiden has been up from his first nap for about 20 minutes and every picture on this page will be taken in the 45 or so minutes until his next nap. The kitchen is destroyed from the 2-day-long strudel recipe and I am just trying to get the place cleaned up. Aiden is playing happily in the living room while I scrub dough and flour off the counters. I have my back turned for probably a full minute, then I turn around to find this:



That little stinker has climbed up here all by himself! I could barely get the camera turned on fast enough!



Even better, he's actually pulling out everything I have put in. And screaming (oh, ALWAYS screaming...) because he's slipping and can't reach everything.



So we negotiate a deal. I provide the height and he loads for me.



He pre-rinses everything...



And gets the dishes loaded in the dishwasher where he can find room.



Aiden says this load is good to go and we should start the dishwasher now. (The silverware basket is my favorite! Brian would just die. I SHOULD have run it just to see the look on his face when he checked to see if the dishes were clean! LOL!)



Next, we "clean up" the floor. (Why he refused to eat his snack in the high chair I will never know. This is the 'spoiling' Brian is always talking about. I call it 'headache-prevention'.)



Leaving a small path of destruction, and with a soggy Apple Jack stuck to his cheek, our little day laborer heads off to his next task...




He sorts through all of his 'mbuks'....



...and dusts the shelves. Then he alphabatizes all of dad's mbuks....



Then we test the furniture mounting brackets dad installed....(Thank you, babe, for welding that shelf to the wall studs!)



Next we vacuum up the rice (that he dumped out of his play table) off the tile.....



...and then the dishwasher.....



Now my loading job doesn't pass inspection so he has to step in and re-arrange a few things again. (Shame on me for trying to slip back into the kitchen to clean something!)

After this, I decide I really must put the camera down and get some work done. He crawls off to shred all the junk mail he can pull off the entryway table, bang on the front window glass at all the butterflies and bumblebees outside and then he crawls back to play in the living room. I hear a few of his toys begin singing and then when their chorous ends, I realize the house has fallen silent. This is NEVER good. And I'm learning that he tends to set musical toys off before making a mad dash for something he's not supposed to play with! I'm having horrible flash-backs to Monday morning as I go running down the hall to see our bedroom door YET AGAIN pushed open and - OH MY GOSH!!!! AIDEN!!!!!













ROFL!!! We had to dock his pay for getting a facial while on the clock. (That's my Jaqua pink buttercream frosting lotion he's chowing down on.) He smelled as delicious as he looks! Thank goodness it was his nap time because I needed a break. Or at least some time to re-organize the dishwasher, push the kitchen chairs back in place, sweep the floor, put the books away, vacuum up the rice, return the vacuum attachments to their rightful place, clean up the junk mail, windex the glass and scrub lotion out of our bedroom carpet! WHEW! No wonder I don't have time for anything....but things will be better. Now that I have this new helper I'm sure Brian will be shocked with how the house looks when he gets home!

I'm going to start giving out my blog address when people ask me when we're having another baby....