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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The weather and being a Big Boy!

It's amazing how every day I think it can't get more fun to be a mommy and then AJ surprises me and it's more fun then yesterday! He is a ball of laughter and keeps us on our toes everyday. A few months ago we were at Babies R Us and they had mini shovels for kids. Did AJ want toys? No...AJ wanted the shovel. He said he could help Daddy shovel the sidewalks. We didn't fight him. I'm a firm believer (as a former obsessive clean kid myself) that if they ask for stuff that will help around the house, you get it for them :). We haven't had as much snow this time around, but we have had just enough that AJ could really shovel. This picture was actually from a few weeks ago, but we did manage to use it again last week during the bigger storm we got. John was late getting home (couldn't leave early like everyone else and got stuck in the storm and in traffic!), so AJ and I bundled up and decided to go play outside. That actually meant to AJ to shovel. I didn't complain. I helped too. Yes, my pregnant butt shoveled. I though, oh John is going to be so happy to come home and the shovelling is half way done for him. Well, by the time he got home it looked as if we didn't' touch it. Anyway, here is AJ:

And here are both of us:


It doesn't stop there. If my camera was working (yes, no lens yet), then I would have tons of great photos to show you of AJ being Mr. Independent, but I'll show you just one more. This is AJ after not only DRESSING himself (shirt, pants, socks, and shoes!), but attempting to tie his shoes too. The zippers he has down pat on the side, but the tying, not so much. But, it's important to let them try and so we did (even though we were running late for work already)


In the end I needed to help him finish tying the shoes, but our boy is showing some great initiative!

1 comment:

  1. AJ is seriously the cutest thing. I can't believe how grown up he is. I hope to see y'all soon.

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