Watching Us. Mimicking us. Questioning inconsistencies.
Reading The Magic Tree House series. They are always his first choice during our afternoon reading time. He has several of the books in audio form as well, which he listens to on repeat. I love that he loves books about reading. He is so close to making the leap to being able to read on his own. So close.
Loving his family. There have been a lot of hugs and snuggles and spontaneous "I love you"s lately. He insisted on writing and mailing a note to his daddy during a recent work trip: "DADE, i LUV U. i mis u. DADE. AidAN". "Dade" is the special way Aidan spells daddy. When Reagan returned from his deployment, Aidan wrote him a welcome home sign and sounded the whole thing out on his own. That spelling is what he heard in his head and it stuck, despite knowing that it is not the normal spelling. I find it completely endearing.
Wanting to take swim lessons again. He seems re-motivated to pass the swim test at the base pool. That means swimming 25 feet without stopping or touching anything and then treading water with chin and ears above the water line for 30 seconds. Yesterday was a victory. He completed the swim portion for the first time and treaded water for about 10 seconds. He and Lela are working toward the goal together. Aidan noticed that Lela was making more progress than he was and that is when the request for more swim lessons came into play. We've been on a 5 month break from them because Aidan was having trouble remembering that swim lessons are for learning, not playing. We did the first of 8 lessons this week with much improved participation. He may get that wrist badge of honor yet.
Eating slowly. From birth, he has been a slow eater. This has not improved with age. No worries on him suffering from indigestion. Reagan and I might have to add a padded portion to the wall though. Our foreheads could use a break.
Playing with Lela. Or James (new neighbor) or Abby if Lela is unavailable.
Singing made-up ditties. His CD preferences are the same: a lot of Frozen, Charlie Hope, and Kenny Loggins (kid songs) so those songs stay the same but he puts a lot more of his life to random tune. My favorite to-date is the poop sung, overheard one day while he was, you know, pooping. The exact words and tune elude me but it was something to the effect of "POOP! We all go POOP! There are many kinds of poooop. Sometimes it comes out nice. And when we are sick we have dia-RE-AHA. Diarrhea is brown and runny. Sometimes we can see the food that we eat in our POOP!..." and so on. I should have recorded it but I was doubled over laughing. That moment is right up there with another all-time favorite potty moment: "MAMA! I'm a volcano and poop is erupting out my bottom!"
Asking for his money pouch. He got a taste of the freedom having his own spending money provides while we were vacationing this summer. He had some money from cash gifts presented earlier in the year and while, perusing a museum gift shop, decided to use it to buy another set of plastic animals
Negotiating the struggle of being 4 while his closest friends turn 5. He wants to be 5 too, or for them to still be 4. Usually any mention of this topic brings on instant tears and demands for reality to somehow alter itself. Recently, a child on the playground asked Aidan how old he was. "I'm 4.5," he answered. "You're 4?," replied the child. "No! I'm 4.5," countered Aidan. "What's 4.5?" the child asked. "The oldest kind of 4!" stated an exasperated Aidan. And so it goes.
Wearing no underwear. Still. He used to wear underwear on Tuesdays and Fridays but now he is commando 100% of the time. The only exception is when he is wearing only underwear. Then he's fine with it.
Oh yes, and red sparkle Crocs. He's in heaven.
Looking around his world and asking questions about everything. So many questions. Good ones. Thoughtful ones. Insightful ones. He wants to know what he doesn't know and then he wants to know some more.
Saying "Oh. My. Gosh...." and "From time to time..." Sometimes I hear myself repeated back to me. Other times I have no idea where he comes up with his phrases.