Overheard at our House: Bloo-a-ful!

The boys' room has been driving me crazy for the longest time because they didn't have matchy comforters and the walls were bare. It looked like a couple of hobo children moved in. So I finally decided to do something about it - I bought some duvet covers at IKEA that I put over their old comforters and I shopped online for some Toy Story stuff. When everything came, I put it up while the boys were in the bath.

Once they got out of the bath, they noticed the change immediately. They were SO excited to have "pictures on the wall!" Aiden kept saying over and over, "It'th bloo-a-ful, Mom! I lub it!" as he would stroke the wall and kiss an occasional T-Rex. They were just so gosh darn cute about it. It made me so happy that they liked it. :)

As it turns out, Aiden's been using that phrase quite a bit more since that night. Today while the carpet installers were here for the basement, Aiden kept yelling down to the workers, "It'th bloo-a-ful! I lub it! " and would add an extra, "Good job!"

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And as an extra cute story of Aiden, this happened on Sunday after dropping Rex off at the airport. I was completely exhausted and crashed on the couch while the boys watched a movie. After a while, I could tell that they had moved on from the movie and were running back and forth across the room and up the stairs. At one point, I heard them run down the stairs and then were completely silent. I peeked my eyes open to see what was going on. (Strange how silence is a bigger red flag these days than crashes ever were...) Both of them were sitting on the floor about to open the tub of Eucerin Lotion, which has been a big temptation for them lately.
Aiden and Sam looked up at me when they realized I caught them with panic in their eyes. Deer. In. The. Headlights. Let me tell ya. Then Aiden gets up, walks quickly over to me, gently strokes my cheek, and quietly whispers to me, "Go a sleep, Mom. Go a sleep." Riiiight.