A month has soared by...

It has been a month since life changed for all of us, in a good way that is. I admit, I really love squeezing my bro nearly to death as well as pet his head and try to make him hold my toy cars, something he hasn't mastered on yet.

As for me, Mom and Dad said I've been saying the darnest things as well as being real cute. For example, I walked down a stairs at the parking garage with Mom. I wanted to walk by myself without her holding my hands so I held the rail. Mom pointed the thick layers of black grime and dust on the rail saying it was dirty and to hold her hands. I told her, "no, I want to hold myself, let me hold my own hands." She laughed, for whatever reasons, and allowed me to have some independence:



See me holding my own hands as I walked down the stairs on me own.

I also was busy by going to summer school. We all learned about playgrounds and basically played the entire summer session. Mom and Aidan joined us a lot and there was a day when we all went to the park. We walked there:



because it wasn't far from our school- it was a lot of fun.




Don't you also love the hills as a back drop? Beautiful. It's much more prettier during wintertime, the hills are green.

We played duck 'n' goose, I got to run around once (although I had no idea what or who I was chasing, everyone pretty much ran amok).



Sitting and watching, laughing and giggling as my friends ran around in circles.



Even one of my favorite teacher, Heather, had loads of fun!



Here's me on the swing, I looooove swinging, I could stay on it for hours!

Aidan also came with us:



Well, it was nice and cozy in the stroller, safe from some of those girls who couldn't keep their hands off of me. What can I say, I'm a chick magnet already.

Okay, back to me, you'll have your turn Aidan.

The plus side of getting a brother is seeing my grandma and poppie so much more. Grandma takes me in the morning and sometimes in the afternoon while waiting for Daddy to finish work. We hang out in her 'hood, eat cookies and basically, she lets me do whatever I want. A good Grandma that she is.

She surprised me with her buoyant energy by playing with me at school:





Where's Grandma? Ack!



Don't tell her I'm hiding in the doll house! *hee hee hee*




AAaaarrrrr! She found me!



Wheee! See, she's fun.

Now aside from my glee, I love being a big brother to Aidan. I help Mom and Dad a lot and I do admit, there are times when I get jealous and I start acting like a baby, just like Aidan so I can be held. It doesn't always work though. Anyway, I think the best part for me when I feel like I am truly involved is when I get to feed Aidan. Mom will go to work and Aidan, a hungry horse that he is, will need milk. So, Mom has this really fascinating yet creepy machine that produces milk and stores them for Aidan. We tested to see if Aidan would accept the bottle. See pictures below to see Aidan's first time to be fed away from Mom and by us two boys, Daddy and me.



See his expression? Isn't he cute?

I was actually thinking, what's this?? What's this fake cold nipple thingy?

Okay Aidan. Anyway, we fed him and he took to the bottle real quick and actually gulped the whole thing down fast.

True, it was much faster than I could get it from Mom but Mom's the best way to go, right Eitan?

Yep but still, I enjoyed feeding you.





Boys only club :)


Now it's my turn to share what's been up with me for a month now.

I've been pretty much busy eating, sleeping, peeing and pooping (and burping too). Mommy is sweet, Daddy is endearing and Eitan... Eitan is a young brother! I know in time, I can get to play with him as he wants me to (with cars, talk back to him and et cetera) but at the moment, I just need to grow. Eitan loves to pet me as if I am a dog, he loves to smooch me and yes, lick my head... he also tries to pick my hair off of my tiny skull-

Aidan, dude, stop exaggerating.

What? It's true! Let me finish okay?

Anyway, I just feel lucky to have a brother like Eitan who wants to hold me, carry me and have me play with him rather than doing the opposite.



Here I am at two weeks, wondering what the heck is that thingamatie that Ma keeps putting in my face.



Eitan holding me and being doting as ever, a little bit too doting though, he wouldn't stop squeezing me, asking me if I was okay (he put his fingers in my face barely touching my nose whilst signing "ok"). Poor Parents, sometimes they gotta fend him off of me and poor Eitan, he just wants to hug or kiss (or lick) me.



Brotherly smooch.



"Okay okay, I've had enough!! Mommmmmyyyy"

Yeah, you call Mom a little bit too much that I got plenty of opportunity to make good imitation of what you do:



Mommy, look! Waaaahhh.

Alright, you and I know the power of tears and what it does to Mom, hee hee.




I'm a big brother!

Huh, I think there's something in me eye.



Eitan "elk" and Aidan "aj".




Oh boy, here we go again.



This is my "wth" look.

Mommy then put me on my tummy for some "tummy time" to exercise my neck. I really don't need to, I'm already strong:



See? I'm Hercules' long lost cousin.



Here's me at one month old.


And here's me at one month old for comparison!



Anyway, being a devoted brother and trying to be a good 2.5 years old boy is good but exhausting.




Being a baby is exhausting too!



Til then,
elk and aj