He's Too Cute to Get in Trouble, Right?

Aiden is two.  And boy is he good at it.

   

Just look at that face.  That face just has "trouble" written all over it. 

He knows how to test my patience.   For example, take the picture above.  Aiden decided it would be a good idea to dump out all the dirty clothes right as I was about to take it out to the garage to start another load.  He wanted to "sleep" with his bear and blankie in the laundry basket.  I have to be honest, my first instinct was frustration.  Doesn't he know that I have things to do?  But, then I looked at that precious face and ran and got the camera. After a few minutes of letting him have his fun, I redirected his attention, while I quickly refilled the laundry basket and whisked it out to the garage before he could have a chance at a repeat performance.

He knows when Mommy is busy.  I was on the phone one day talking to a good friend, who I hadn't talked to in a long while and I kept being interrupted.  I was trying not to pay attention, since Jeff was "in charge" and I was really enjoying my phone conversation.  When I finally looked up, this is what I saw.  Aiden zipped up in Jeff's new luggage.  Jeff handed me the camera and I snapped a couple photos while on the phone.  Mom's multi-task, remember?  Then Jeff sat the suitcase upright and Aiden watched an entire episode of Handy Manny in the suitcase.  I'll have to try to remember that one next time I need to contain him for a few minutes.

He is strong-willed. Or should I say, determined?  I thought it was time to break out the exersaucer for Carter to play in.  While the seat was in the washer, Aiden realized that he could fit in the middle and play.  After many unsuccessful attempts to stop Aiden from playing with Carter's "new" toy, I gave up with the mentality that once the seat is in, Aiden won't be able to fit, so he'll leave it alone.  I was wrong.  I walked in the room the next day to find Aiden sitting in the seat playing in the exersaucer.  I'm not sure how he squeezed himself in it and I don't really want to know.  Needless to say, we are still working with him on leaving Carter's toys alone and playing with his "big boy" toys.

He's strong-willed.  Or should I say, creative?  Do not be fooled.  This is not his bed.  However, it is an outside soccer goal.  But for some reason, it always ends up in our hallway.  Yes, it is naptime.  And no, he really isn't sleeping here, as if you can't tell by that fake sleep look.  When I informed Aiden it was naptime, he quickly ran and got everything he "needed" to take a nap.  Now mind you, when I said it was time for a npa, I was thinking he would sleep in his bed.  But, Aiden had another idea. He turned his soccer goal upside down and made himself a bed and pretended to go to sleep.   Really, I think this was all a stall tactic, as he is really good at those right now.  Sadly, he was able to delay his nap for just a cuople minutes.  After a few mintues of play sleeping, he was moved to the ideal sleeping place.

Aiden is two.  And is really good at it.  But I love him.  I always will.  Just look at that face.