The Bus

This weekend Aaron figured out that if he turned the glider on its side the bottom looked like a bus steering wheel. Hours of fun. Apparently, Daddy is a much more desirable passenger than Mommy. I was offered a brief ride and promptly asked to leave. "I stop the bus now. Mommy get off. Daddy get on." he said. "You got it!" I said. Surely Star Wars Legos are in my near future? :)

Here is some bus fun:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgLS5we3pnQ

GO DUCKS!

Aaron doesn't necessarilly know who the Ducks are, or why we care if they win. But he does know they are Uncle Kevin's team, Uncle Kevin gave him his Ducks chair and his two shirts, and most importantly, that Guinness is wearing one!

He wants to drss Guinness in "jerseys" all the time now.

Thomas

Gaga and Papa gave Aaron a Thomas the Tank Engine set for Christmas. He LOVES it. He plays with it constantly. And WE love it too---he plays with it constantly! :)

Sullivans, Shumways, Perreaults Oh My!

Christmas dinner was at our house this year. Yes, that's me in the background with a glass of wine like a yetty in some hunter's grainy photo.

Couldn't share just a BIT of the height genes with me, could he?

By the end of it all, a very tired Aaron had everyone on the couch for a special viewing of The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.

Christmas Morning

It took a bit of work to convince Aaron that there might be a special reason to head down the stairs on Christmas morning. He had gotten up at his usual time---5:45ish and was content to wake up slowly with us once he'd climbed into our bed. We were definitely more excited than he was.


He was a little hesitant to come around the corner. Too much build-up I suppose.

I love this picture. His little face says it all. He was SHOCKED by what he saw under the tree. "Oh boy! Look at all these presents-es-es-es!", he said.

He didn't quite know where to begin.