Monday, February 28, 2011

Random and Sometimes Bizarre Glimpses!

As usual, life is traveling far faster than I can keep up. Here are a few cute shots of my little ball of energy!

Hello there!

Just some cute, random friend Elijah made at an open gym.

Teeter-Totter buckin' bronco style! She held her own!

That's one big bear!

Christmas morning!

SO busted! Notice the smashed gingerbread train
on the ground and the kid chowing down? Yeah.
Guilty! In all honesty, Aaron fell backwards into
the shelf that housed the train and he destroyed it.
Elijah just came to scavenge what he could before
Mommy ruined the fun.

Bevo! Thanks to Aunt Karrin and Uncle Chris,
I may have a chance against Aunt Kristin's attempt
to brainwash my son with the silly notion that A&M
is the way to go! After Aunt Kristin stayed with
him for four days straight, I came home and tried
to dress him in his longhorn pajamas. I was
told that those were the "yucky pajamas."

No idea!

Run for your life! On guard! Touche! This is Aidan,
Elijah's little friend I watch one afternoon a week.
Sword fights are a frequent method used to pass time.

Aaron getting schooled in arm wrestling. Notice
the band aid head. One of those band aids stayed
on for several weeks despite the fact there was no
wound. Granted, he did run into a door frame during
a growing spurt which inspired the band aid, but he is
just generally obsessed with them and it's not a battle we
are willing to fight. He sure gets lots of sympathy
points from people this way though.

Relatively prepared for the elements minus the pants!

Strike a pose Mr. Male Model!

Flash! Flash! Flash!

Elijah is talking a LOT these days. He has his feisty moments for sure. He lets his will be known, but is quite polite when reminded. He growls and grunts at people who try to say hi to him or who approach him too quickly for his taste. He is a bit of an antogonizer if he has friends he knows he can get a big reaction from. We've been talking a LOT about that. He makes me think of his Uncle Bubba in that regard often. :)

He loves narratives and oh my, he LOVES his daddy. They crack up together, run through the house playing swords and tag often and unfortunately gang up on me. Elijah is so like me when he sings songs...can't remember the words to save his life so he makes them up as goes or just jumps from song to song. I see the Spirit of God working in his heart to change him. This is a comical example, but the other day, on the way to church, we were praying together as a family. Elijah thanked God for his friends, Ryan and Puah, before he earnestly asked God to help his friends not to push him and to help him not push his friends.

He's in a big boy bed now...well, his crib that was converted to a day bed anyway. As soon as he hears the garage door open, he runs to hide so he can jump out and scare whoever is coming home and he constantly runs up to people and shouts, "BOO!" He can be a bit of a handful, but mostly he is simply a delight!

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