Aron peed in the potty for the first time tonight. I'm pumped.
Aron has curly hair. He had a full head of hair at birth, not super thick, but definitely enough to cover his head. He grew and it stayed for the most part and has become curly as it's thickened. I love curls.
Kris and I both had curls as small children. His were white blond curls that covered his head like a halo. Mine were dark blond and complimented my brown eyes nicely. It seemed strange to me that we should have any children with straight hair, yet our first two refused to grow curls. Yes, they each did have some swooping curls, but nothing that didn't have to be encouraged and manipulated in order to look nice.
Aron grew curls and they stayed and they have been so much fun. However, of late (especially since the humidity of summer has become scarce) his curls have been less attractive, less easy to manage, less fun to clean food from, more apt to make him look straggly and unkempt and most distasteful...possibly making him mistakable as a little girl. We just can't have that.
So yesterday...I took him to the barber. He and Ivan each had their hair cut and they are looking rather dapper. Ivan looks a little more like his cousin Clay when his hair is real short and Aron looks a lot like his cousin Christopher who also has dark eyes. Though Christopher's hair is much thicker, more blond and straight...they're faces are very similar and with Aron's hair short I can see the similarity so much more clearly. They are close in age also, Christopher being just under three months older.
Kristy and I used to be mistaken for each other in our younger years, even though there is six years difference in our ages. I think now we look much different but it would stand to reason, given our previous looks, that we would produce little boys who look alike. It's funny to me that they are both our third boys.
But you probably aren't reading this, thinking...how interesting...tell me more about your sister and how much the two of you look alike. You are probably thinking...why haven't you shown me any pictures yet. So I will:
First a before picture:
And now...the new Aron.
I like the short hair. It always amazes me how much it changes a persons looks to change their hair. I expect it will still grow in curly so we'll let things grow for a while again and enjoy whatever God gives the little guy. I'm enjoying this look though. Hello little man...It's nice to see you were in there.
A conversation I overheard between my boys yesterday:
Ivan: Aron Said "Poop"
Owen: Go tell on him
Ivan: No, you go tell on him
Ivan: Aron, go tell on yourself
Owen: No one tells on their self
Aron: I do! (runs to mommy)
Aron's birthday was a great day. We were able to get all ready for his party and still had time to take him to his favorite place for lunch. I asked him where he wanted to go and he said, "Chicken Nugget" which means Chick-fil-a. We left early and had lunch around 10:45 so that I could get him and Ivan down for a nap in plenty of time. They slept pretty well and soon after was party time.
He enjoyed all the "happy birthday" greetings and soaked up all the hugs and kisses and extra attention. We had a good turn-out for the party, not too many, not too few. He played hard and slept quickly afterward.
Here are the pictures with captions where required.
He didn't want much when I asked him about a party. The only thing he really seemed excited about was balloons. I found balloon plates and napkins, bought a few balloons and then just made everything else coordinate (sort of) in solid primary colors. I decided to make his cake in the shape of two balloons by baking the cakes in an oval casserole. He chose the colors. I held five markers in my hand in the same colors as the possible frosting colors and he picked green and yellow.
One of the other kids blew out the candles before he had a chance the first time around, so Kris lit them again and he worked hard to blow them out one at a time. He sort of blows with an overbite so the air seems to go down instead of out.
Left to right: Dean Fadely, Bradley Thompson, Owen, Lael Fadely, Aron, Carly Thompson and Ivan.
It's not a party until there's ice cream dripping from your chin.
Addison and Ethan Dunn (3 and 4 years respectively)
He was in awe of the gifts. I remember thinking how easily he got through them. He didn't get overly excited about any of them. He definitely liked them though. He seemed to soak in all of it and then easily move on to the next thing. I specifically remember Owen's second birthday and how he had a hard time getting through the gifts because he wanted to play with each toy that he opened. I feel really bad that I don't remember more about Ivan's second birthday. I think it's because I had a two month old Aron to take care of while we were celebrating. That middle kid always gets the shaft.
Ryan and Amber Dunn (Amber is in this picture) asked what Aron would like and after some discussion I suggested a new piglet doll. He has completely defiled the little ratty specimen of what was once an adorable stuffed toy, and multiple washings have failed to bring back his luster. Last night he slept with both of them and hopefully we will be able to wean him of the elder piglet.
It was a good night. I believe Aron enjoyed his party and he has definitely enjoyed the gifts. He and his brothers have been playing with them all day.
Aron continues to bring excitement and joy into the house. He is full of surprises and charm and seems to add a little extra color wherever he goes.
After the long day of the funeral for his great-grandma in Michigan he was exhausted. I was trying to feed him and keep him up yet a little while so that he wouldn't go to bed too early. He was miserable and fell asleep several times here in his high chair at Grandpa's house. It was so cute to see him doze off but it always made him mad when he would wake up and still be uncomfortable. Poor baby. He did finish his sandwich and he was able to stay up long enough to get dressed for bed and play with his brothers a little.
He is expressing himself remarkably well and his little cracking voice is terribly cute. He repeats everything which makes him sound a bit more mature than I think he really is, but I am continually impressed by what is apparent that he does understand. Yesterday in the van Ivan had threatened to do something he didn't like and his immediate and forceful response was, "No you're not!" It was unmistakably clear.
He is trying so hard to be big and do big things. He loves drinking from big boy cups and whatever his brothers do, he can do more of it. The only thing he doesn't have any interest in yet is using the big boy potty. At almost two I was hoping he would be more interested, but at this point in the year I am happy to wait until after Christmas and New Year are over before tackling that giant.
His complete awareness and response to everything around him makes me feel that he is a quick and accurate thinker. He notices details and accurately relates names and places and even directions when we are out and about. He has twice now brought up names of little one's he goes to church with. Asking me where Avea and Nico are at different times. He is bossy and forthright when it comes to what he wants. I fear he will overpower Ivan's sensitive ways at times. Both must be balanced and maybe they will do that for each other as they grow.
Aron is an entertainer in many ways. He tells knock-knock jokes and has even begun to make up his own as he realizes the pattern of them. He falls down to get a response and loves laughter, whether it is with him, toward him or over his head. He begs to be tickled and his still very chubby center is a great target for our fingers. He seems to be a little more athletically coordinated than his brothers, though there is little to go on in that area. He is definitely left-handed. He will use his right hand for a few things but prefers his left for throwing a ball around.
He loves to argue. He will argue just for the sake of arguing. This morning I heard Ivan say something and Aron quickly shouted, "No Ivan!" and then repeated exactly what Ivan had said as if he disagreed with him. Ivan thought this was pretty funny.
He is sleeping right now, but has been after Kris and I all morning to be his playmate and especially to "race" with him. He is always ready for "on your mark, get set, go!" and seems to love the thrill of competition no matter how far back in the pack he is. He still shouts "I win!" no matter what. And as far as I'm concerned, he is a big winner.
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