I know that Aidan is a good boy, a kind and well-mannered boy. He rarely has ulterior motives, and when he does, it is actually endearing. He has been naughty a total of twice, both times I found out because he told on himself. By naughty I mean knowing something is wrong and doing it anyway. I often (commonly every day) get compliments both from people we know and strangers about him.

He is a normal, 5-year-old boy. And by normal, I mean he moves his body uncontrollably at all the wrong times. He always takes the bigger piece/greater quantity of anything edible. He frequently doesn't want to go to school and comes up with reasons like "I know all of those letters!" and "We'll have to go to that BORING gym again." He has to have things a certain way.

But, he has many admirable qualities and those outweigh the little annoying ones. I have come a long way with him. I am proud of both of us.

Two sweet things from Aidan today:

We're leaving the house:
Aidan: I'm glad you brought those extra graham crackers along in your purse, Mama.
Me: I didn't bring them Aidan, they are in on the counter where you left them. Would you
like me to bring those extra graham crackers along in my purse?
Aidan: Yes please, Mama.


In the car on the way home after a slew of errands:
Aidan: Mama?
Me: Yes, honeybear?
Aidan: When we get home I'm going to put you right next to me.


Heart. Melting. Now.