Monday, July 20, 2009

To Grandmother's House We Go

Yesterday afternoon we visited with my mom while she was working in her garden. It was a nice changed to be able to sit and read the paper on the lawn, while Aiden entertained himself with scooping up armfuls of pulled weeds and depositing them carefully in the back of the cart. Occasionally he'd get a little carried away and a stray tool would get tossed in along with the weeds.

Then grandpa came out to mow the lawn and gosh what a loud noise that made....

It's amazing how quickly his fear can turn into curiosity. He suddenly wants to know all about the very thing that scared him. See it, touch it, conquer it. That's something I think I can learn from him.


Shelly said...

That's so cute! My son was afraid of loud noises too at that age. He hated those toilets that flush automatically in public restrooms. Used to drive me and him crazy when we had to take him to the bathroom.

Anonymous said...

I loooove his shirt. And his pout!!

See you sooon!!!!