Em took Aethan to a petting farm yesterday and she took some amazing pictures. Apparently, he had it in for some tatty rooster who was low on the pecking order and I love this photo of him in a showdown with the poor bird...judging from their shadows, it looks like high noon at the OK corral. And...just look at the wee farmer with his mucky knees riding his vintage tractor. Priceless photos, Em! It seems as though we're all writing about this and no wonder...
...Aethan is one and a half years old. He's a delight and is our own little monkey with such a sense of humour. He makes his nanners day when he chats on the phone, counting to three, singing and making animal sounds. He doesn't miss a trick! His learning is snowballing with each passing minute. I'm counting sleeps until I get to spend time with him over the holidays. His eyes how they twinkle, his dimples how merry...
What a way to start the day...a conversation with Aethan! His hi's and duv ooo's are music to my ears and I've become a blatantly obsessive grandma and loving every minute of it. Soon it will conversations about dinosaurs and volcanoes...can't wait! P.S. Em took this picture of him talking to me and then sent it to me via email within minutes...gotta love computers.
Last night I wrote about sock monkeys and then this morning a picture was waiting for me in my inbox...my favourite sock monkey of all. Aethan was born in the year of the monkey and has already amassed his share of monkey related things...great bowl and cup from his Auntie Geckie, set of postage stamps, t-shirts, pj's and several stuffed toys. It's just something he's going to have to live with. Em has been sending Aethan's little feet pictures since he was a wee babe and even though EVERY photo is priceless to his nanners, there's something so endearing about watching his feet grow. My own live little sock monkey!
Well, if this isn't the cutest little cowpoke this side of the Rockies (other side, too). Aethan looks as though he spent the day on a cattle drive and what with all that roping and galloping about on his trusty pony, it's time to settle in for the night with a hot cup of cowboy coffee and spin a few yarns...maybe off to bed with his favourite toy would be more like it. Roy Rogers eat your heart out. This cowboy has his nanners in the palm of his hand!
