The Adventures of Eitan and Aidan: February 2007

Anybody got a dusty home that needs some swiffering? Well, I think it's my calling. You see, I've fallen in love with that short stick of my Parent's. I noticed Dad wiped the floors clean with it and since then, I've been hooked. Almost everyday I demand to have it for practice. It has "Swiffer" on it and it's incredibly light-- also, Mommy and Daddy always say something like, "wow, it's sparkling clean!" Sure makes me proud.

See a video my Mom made of me at my occupation:

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Off topic, I really like chatting with my Parents-- it's interesting to see how my ability to sign is almost as good as my ability to write. For example, when I nurse from Mom, who at times, wouldn't know when the milk is out at one boobie. I'd tell her that it's all gone by signing, "finish," and she'd switch me over to the other side. Also, I'd tell them to turn on the lights (most of the time, they'd tell me to do it myself because they know it is my favoritestest thing to do in the wee mornings).

Mom told me I tend to talk in my sleep, like one morning when I was just about to wake up- I started signing, "dog bye bye duck hot mommy daddy dog" and Mom wondered if I had dreams (yes I did!).

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!! How could I forget????

TRAINS. I love them so much that I squeal, kick my legs and frantically sign "train" as well as gesture the pull-the-chain-to-make-it-go-choo-choo! (My Mom does the best choo choo's).

I also play with own Green Train everyday-- sometimes I push it into gaps and it gets lost for days until my Parents discover it and return it back-- I need to work on communicating on getting them to fetch it for me at a quicker rate.

Also, I love it so much when they take me to stores that have toys galore. I'd ignore them and make a beeline for the Train Table-- blindfold me and I'll find it, just like that-- and stay there for a looooong time to play with the trains.

I'm really sleepy in this picture, not grumpy, because the sun was on me, I had my paci, my Choo-Choo and Mommy. Life was almost perfect that moment (Daddy wasn't there).

See my bed? Mommy and Daddy put the mini co-sleeper back up and it's now my own special bed (sure beats the stupid imprisoning crib!) and I've almost slept much better ever since then.

Sleeping with my Green Choo-Choo

One more thing, my Grandpa just had his birthday and I decided to surprise him with something he's really good at; painting. Poppie paints really well so I decided to dedicate my first painting ever to Poppie. He sure lit up when he saw my gift and said it was the best ever (of course he had to say it, he's a Grandpa!).

Here's some pictures of me at work and the result of my first time masterpiece(s).