Spring has sprung

There should be a lot more blog posts coming this way now that spring has sprung in New Jersey. One can only take so many indoor pictures of a boy and his little cars. Speaking of which, here are the latest pictures of a boy and his cars.

Aaron loves cars so much that he sometimes sleeps with his matchbox cars. If we go upstairs to change his diaper, they have to come with him. He brings them to daycare. They come to the grocery store in the diaper bag. They always want candy. He has spent hours lining all his cars in one direction and then lining them all up in another one. He knows the difference between a steam roller and a bulldozer, an excavator, a dumptruck and a pick-up truck. He has just made the cognitive connection between the mailbox and his mail truck. I made the mistake of getting him "Lightning McQueen" pajamas (from the movie Cars). He refused to take them off.


The change in season has also brought about a new sweater for the boy. I found the pattern on Ravelry.com, which is an online "knit and crochet community". I love that and I love this sweater. He looks really preppy in it.




We are looking forward to going to the playground, where the equipment is slightly more fun than our laundry bag.

Winter weekends

Winter weekends are hard! When it's not snowing, it's raining here in central NJ. And that makes it tough to get Aaron the running around time that he needs. This weekend, we had an outing each day. On Saturday, we went to the Discovery Museum, which we hadn't been to since he was in Early Intervention. The last time we were there, he was pulling himself up to standing and toddling around with assistance. Now look at him!!

There is so much to do and touch at the museum. At one point, he was so tired, that when he got into the open car they have, he slid over to the passenger seat, popped his thumb in his mouth and said, "mommy drive". He was very good about taking turns with the other kids there, which made me proud. Here are some more pics from the museum:

Yes, it's a giant Lite-Brite

On sunday, we went back to the Please Touch Museum in Philly, where we've already been enough to times to have paid for our membership. He was up and down in the cars and the bus and the trucks and especially the big dump truck that beeps when you press the horn. He loved that. We spent two hours there, which is marathon length for him, and he fell asleep in the car on the way home. Unfortunately, that was the only 20 minutes he slept all day. He spent the rest of the afternoon being very cranky, throwing things around, sending poor Lightning McQueen to time out for hitting, and bossing me around. Oh yes, did I mention he's become quite bossy? The other day, he hollered from the kitchen, "Mommy! Get in here!" Where does he learn this stuff?