Ok so I realize after reading everybody's cute blogs that I am not a very good blogger. I want to work on this but don't ever seem to have time. When I think of it, like right now both Cy and Ayden lay taking a nap in our one 'bedroom studio apartment' in the downstairs of my mom and dads house. What does this have to do with blogging well, when you want to add pictures to your blog you have to find your camera and cord and you can't do this without risking waking both of them up. So now you get a little blog with no pictures.
So you ask.. why are we living with my parents? Well we finally sold our house after a year of it being on the market and need to find a new one. This process is a lot harder than we though. With all of the short sales out there it takes forever to make an offer on a house and find out if you get it. So now we are staying away from the short sales and going with private sales and the selection of houses out there with that criteria is very limited. Eventually we will find one. Meanwhile my mom and dad are gracious enough to put up with our little family and my black cat. Thanks mom and dad!
Other than that its about all the normal activities in our life. Ayden is growing like a weed, he is getting tall and growing some hair finally and is the cutest boy in the world.
He has a vocabulary of a few words. Momma, grandma (which sounds like momma), kitty, uh-oh-his personal fav, bok bok, arff arff, meow (kinda), dada when he feels like it and thats about it. He is very good about understanding everything that we are saying so that makes communicating lots easier.
He absolutely loves cotton balls and has to have one in his hand almost constantly. In fact when we were in the hospital when he had RSV and he was getting is IV catheter in. The nurses got all of their stuff out to do the procedure and he started having a fit and reaching for their stuff. When I finally realized they had gotten out two cotton balls and that is what he wanted we handed them to him and he settled right down.
Then the nurses missed his vein a few times and had to call in a different crew to hit the vein. When they finally hit the vein and taped the catheter in they realized when they switched hands the reason he was making a fist was because he was clutching his cotton ball. They had then taped the cotton ball into the palm of his hand and it wasn't coming out without removing the catheter. He was happy with that and he and Cy fell asleep shorlty after that (2:30am by that point).
If we can get him feeling better I think we are going to have one active little boy on our hands. Even sick he is pretty dang active. When he is feeling better he is pretty much a mover at all times if he is awake. He is so dang cute.
I'll get pictures soon, and try and get some blog updates for the 3 people that read it :)