
Dear Aiden-bo-baden,
Daddy likes to calls you bitty baby boo, but you'll only be bitty for a bit. You started giving us glimpses of your future toddlerhood. You started the month off continuing your good eater reputation. You would share half a banana with your monkey mama, who only imitated a monkey occasionally just to get those giggles out of you.

When I was pregnant I used to say pip likes to nip to those ligament pains, but now you really like to munch. You'll munch on anything, but your favorite slobbers are sorta like baby kisses with an extra slime. You have a gummy smile with teeth buds stretching out those gums more and more with each drooly day. You only occasionally bite me while nursing and it's usually to tell me your done. Then there is the panda tongue (named after the baby pandas born recently) that you love to use to make us smile.
You laughed out loud for minutes when I hummed the flinestones song to you as you bounced on dad's tummy. Then you pulled out your little lobster claws and started your wham game. Daddy says that we should rename you Bambam. Just the other day you woke up all of a sudden and your arm immediately started drumming the bed. You've got a pretty consistent rhythm....making your daddy proud. A survey of parents found that fewer than one in six 6-month-olds regularly sleeps through the night, and some wake as many as eight times nightly. (babycenter.com) But don't you wanna beat the odds Baby AB?! You sing a sleepy song when you are tired and it sounds like a weak protest against your heavy eyelids.
I like to nurse or hold you on my lap with the laptop off to the side (which is much less distracting than the tv). You always wants to type or more specifically whap on the computer keys to write your own message. The other day you signed off on your little message to Auntie Liz with a ",a" just like you knew what you were doing. You did manage to teach me that the space bar will scroll my email and how to reattach the caps lock key.

You are in full scale sippy cup training. I help you with your form by helping you lift it high enough, but you seem to get the concept. You are usually so excited that you make this anxious aah, aah terradactyl noise. You make this noise when you see something you're excited to mouth or you see us eating or drinking. You get especially excited by the big orange bulb on your boon spoon which somewhat unsuccessfully squeezes out food directly onto the spoon. You even made that noise as you unsuccessfully tried to get our big exercise ball in your mouth the other day.

It was a pretty big deal this past weekend when you took your first ride in the floppy seat covered shopping cart. You sat like such a big boy with a whole new perspective and sense of independence. We are probably going to miss the car seat days when you could snooze, but the floppy seat that covers the yicky cart is your new favorite colorful play area. Some times I will show you things and you will reach for them with your eyes wide with excitement and if you really want it you will grunt like a baby terradctyl. We ended up taking one book home the other day because you were so excited by it. It just makes your day to see the Dino2News reporter with his munchy mouth. You even try to feed it your rings when it's not busy munching your fingers.
Your dad commented recently that it's hard to believe that it used to be a big deal for you to track us moving across the room with your eyes. Now it's a big deal if you can wack a drum consistently and you reach for a toy with your pincher fingers. Someday you'll be pulling out of the driveway in your car and we'll remember when it was a big deal for you to razz at us.
Mwah, mwah, Mommy
P.S. Here is a special edition howdy from Aiden that we sent to some rowdy folks this month.

P.P.S. We get to visit Ohio again this month! This time daddy gets to come along so that he can see you ride your hippo





































