Happy 1st Birthday Aaron!

At 7:29 am one year ago, Aaron Michael was born. What a precious blessing he is. He is such a joy. He is SO close to walking. His personality is a delight and his smile charms everyone. His first birthday was spent hanging out at home this morning. Aaron is still recovering from a double ear infection. We took Patrick to class and afterward played on the playground. Here Aaron thought he'd try out being a "big boy" and atttempt the stairs and slide alone! YIKES. Then later in the neighborhood he thought he could ride a two-wheeler with training wheels and a skate board. Guess being one made him even more curious and daring. Tonight after a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner we had a small birthday cake. Aaron was pretty neat about it. I hope he had a wonderful day. Happy Birthday baby, we love you!
Love,
Mommy, Daddy, and Patrick






Just some fun photos this morning of Aaron with Patrick's Grand Canyon Ranger hat! They were too cute not to post some.

All tired out after a full day of turning one. Must be exhausting!
My FIRST birthday cake! MMM...the frosting is good, but feels kind of gooey.



BORN TO RIDE!!!!!!!!!!!

The Winner!

Who does the NCAA Brackets for March Madness? In the last 5 years, we have two winners. Patrick won when he was 2 and this year Aaron won even before he is age 1. Thanks to Godfather Ron for the help. Now he will decide how to spend the spoils.

Loverboy . . .

Last week, Angie had a little "girls" type party at the house. I was making myself scarce by doing such manly things as working in the garage and in the yard. One of Angie's friends has a little girl about Patrick's age and she came over to play with Patrick while the mom's had their party. Patrick and the little girl (whose name is being witheld to protect the innocent) have known each other since they were very little. They were behaving very well, not arguing and for some time were playing very quietly in the back yard. I moved from the garage to the back yard at one point and found the two of them sitting on top of the hot tub that was covered. I politely asked them what they were doing. Patrick's answer in the most non-chalant and innocent voice came out . ..

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"Kissing."

I immediately went inside and told Angie - "You need to go out there and deal with this one." As a dad I wasn't sure how to react. Part of me said "Oh brother." The other part had me thinking "That's my boy!" Finally, another part wanted to burst out laughing but I held back not sure what permanent psychological damage I could impose on these two 5 year olds by doing so.