Walker, Kitchen Ranger

My mother's latest feat (on her quest to make my son as spoiled as durian smells) was to purchase Aidan a walker. He LOVES the thing, although it took him a few minutes to get the hang of it...

...Now that he knows to put his feet down, he is unstoppable, and does laps around the island in the kitchen in record time.

It has a nifty little snack-tray on it, so I let him have a teething biscuit while he was wandering around the kitchen this morning. He chose to "paint" the fridge with it.

Next time I will know better!

Every Friday we play volleyball on the beach, and last Friday Aidan went all the way in the ocean with me! We've been slowly introducing him to the ocean each time, so he wasn't scared at all. Honestly, he was more impressed by the picnic.
My in-laws are heading up to Ohio tomorrow morning for the District Convention. We tried to send Aidan with them, but he didn't quite fit.

Maybe next time, Boogie-man.

He'll regret not going when he finds out I am working all day Friday and Monday. I have never left him all day before - I think it may start WWIII. He may end up in his walker at the shop, doing laps around the quad showroom!