Ashton
So back in October of 2006 my husband and I got a roommate. He’s a handful. We’re always having to take care of him, I have to fix him all of his meals because he can’t cook, he doesn’t contribute anything financially, and if we want to go out or something we have to take him with us because he’s not mature enough to be left in the house alone.
See? Doesn't have enough sence to come in out of the rain.
And I couldn’t possibly love him more. This kid is so freaking awesome! He eats better than any other kid I know, and has a rather sophisticated pallet. He eats Indian, Greek, Italian, and just about anything else we put in front of him. Most milestones he has hit on his own. He took himself off of a bottle, we had very few issues weaning him off of anything. He’s not potty trained yet, but he has on more than one occasion asked to go to the potty and actually gone. He’s incredibly social and is usually incredibly laid back. Nothing seems to phase this kid. He also has fantastic rhythm already. One of the guys my husband drums with got Ash a small dumbek (drum) for his birthday, and he love to beat on the thing. And usually keeps some semblance of rhythm as he does it.
I promise I’ll try not to be one of those mommy bloggers who talks about nothing but their kids, but I’m rather proud of him lately. We recently hit a rather huge milestone. I’m talking about the Big Kid Bed. Ash has been sleeping in a crib in the nursery (I know, crazy place to put a crib, right?) but we decided it was time to move up. We decided this when I walked in to see his foot over the rail of the crib. I’d rather not have any accidents, and that looks like a long way to fall. That and we ended up buying the new bed a few months earlier than planned (they’ve discontinued it). So we cleared out the spare room, painted, set up the new bed, and Ash moved in. It took one night for him to get settled in. It took half an hour the first night. The next day I put him in for both nap and bed time and he had no problems. Just now I took him into his room for nap time and he climbed in all by himself, curled up, and made happy little comfy noises. I couldn’t more proud.
Ash has his very own flicker page at Eyes Of A Toddler. These are the photos he takes with his own camera.
Aaron
I’m married. I know, you’re all horribly disappointed. You’ll get over it. He is a rare breed of spaz monkey (which only means that Ashton comes by it very naturally). Last night he proved this to be painfully true.
Last night was New Years Eve. We went to a party where I was not able to drink, and I guess that Aaron decided to take full advantage of a designated driver. He got into The Punch. There was no coming back.
I tell you all of this because this is the epitome of my husband. I need you to imagine him, his long hair down and loose around his shoulders, with a party horn in his mouth, jumping from foot to foot in some weird little dance. That pretty much sums it up right there.
No, I did not shove the horn up his ass. Yes, I did consider it.
Aaron can be found on twitter at @McNewts
Lissa
This is one of my bestest friends and my partner in crime in so many ways. We work together on OMGFriday (well, I appear and have creative imput, she does most of the work). We sometimes sing together with the Drunken Damsels (when the damsels are working). We also make hula hoops together and have hopes of someday selling them together. She is awesome and funny and brilliant and all things wonderful. She sings, knits, hoops, and spreads her addictions like wildfire. I love her to pieces!
Her personal blog is Swampwaterdebutante.
