What a Day!

Yesterday, my friend had ONE OF THOSE days with her little boy...one where she took a picture of him sitting on TOP of their van and sent it to her husband's phone asking how his day was going.

Today has been similar for me...

Camden is crawling, and he's also incredibly good at finding minute little particles of...well, everything, on the floor. So, I spent a good portion of each day trying to keep the older boys' toys picked up and in their room so Camden doesn't choke. Today, I've had to take away Ayden's shoe, Landon's shoe, a string of carpet that came loose, and someone's dirty sock. Only the sock didn't make it to his mouth. Gross.

Then, there's Landon. Landy. Landy-Lou. Landon-Shmoo as his daddy calls him. Oh this child. He tried to take a toy away from Camden. Mr. Bossy and Protective Older Brother Ayden wouldn't let him. So, Landon bit Ayden. WHAT?! Yep, on the neck...he didn't get him bad though because Ayden smacked him and made him fall down. So then they were both trouble. We had to do the "we don't bite or hit" talk.

Just a few minutes ago, Ayden was playing in the floor with Camden. He's very good at that. And even though he and Landon have their moments, he's a very good big brother to both of the little ones. But, anyway, I look over and Ayden is (albeit gently) putting his hands around Camden's neck and rocking him back and forth saying, "Show me a big smile..." I'm trying to tell Ayden that this is not a good way to play with the baby...much too rough and all that...all the time, Camden is giggling like a little school girl (I guess school girls laugh a lot...). Ayden said, "See, he likes it!"