Aiden injured Daddy yesterday. We were playing around on the floor, having a good ole’ time wrestling around. Aiden grabbed his dinosaur (which, in his defense, is for ages 3+). He was shaking it and waving it around, making the “roar” sound, when he swung it and hit me in the face.
Right in the eyebrow. Lots of blood. An inch lower, and we’d be in the hospital for a missing eye.
I managed to quickly turn my grimace into a laugh, so Aiden didn’t get too confused.
Aiden playing “Director” with the camera. Taken July 6th, 2008.
Aiden running back and forth on a street in Boston. Taken July 4th, 2008.
We went to Huber’s Farm over the weekend to pick whatever happens to be in season. Turns out it’s black raspberries and blueberries. Aiden clearly loves them both.
I didn’t eat anything! I Promise!
He made a feast out of the black raspberries, and even figured out that you have to pick the dark ones. He liked the raspberries more than the blueberries, but he ate his fair share of those, too. We had to stop him a few times from eating what appeared to be perfectly good ones off the ground, but other than that, he did a great job of picking and eating.