Thursday, November 23, 2006

Hmmm, Santa asked me what I want for Christmas...

I was put on the spot when I saw Santa so early in the season. When he asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I wasn't quite sure. I have been contemplating and I have made a list you can find here. Or go to and search for Aiden Etler. Mama helped me make this registry even though she said some people might think it's tacky. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

My boy with the 70s hair

This will be the first post in a series of Aizay's latest photo shoot. (The long hair is for Diane. The minute we got home from pictures, he got a haircut.)Posted by Picasa

Monday, November 20, 2006

All I want for Christmas is a nap.

Aizay visited with Santa on Saturday...he wanted to beat the post-Thanksgiving rush. Unfortunately, he was a bit sleep deprived, so Aizay was a bit underwhelmed. It's possible Santa's appeal lay mostly in his big fluffy beard, which perhaps looked like a nice place to lie down. But then Mommy suggested Santa read Aizay a book, and all was right in the world.

Note that this is the real Santa, not some poly-blend-bearded elf with questionable breath and hygeine. Good on ya, Lindale Mall. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, November 18, 2006

The new and improved Aizay

It's the new haircut. I think he's looking good! Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

I want eat dinner and I want eat waffle.

It's Aizay's quote of the week! He said this while in his carseat driving home from daycare. I guess he couldn't wait to get home and have his waffle...but he is not allowed to have waffles for dinner. I have told him a hundred times.

If he had a choice, he would eat a waffle for every meal. I wonder if I let him, would he get sick of waffles and if so, how long would it take?

Friday, November 10, 2006

Talking to his grandparents

Here's a transcript of the conversation:

Aizay: Gra-pa, Gra-pa, arblewarble farble ibble doob ible blabberblub!

Grandpa: Really?

Aizay: See da cat ibble wibbe grabbel warble mommy oogie...

Grandma: You don't say?

Aizay: Bye-bye.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Space Age Bachelor Pad Aizay

Here is Aizay dancing to a little Esquivel. I don't particularly like Esquivel. I don't listen to Esquivel. But for some reason, I felt strangely compelled to get a picture of Aizay dancing to not try to make sense of it...

BTW, I love Aizay's outfit here. However, Dave thought this was a preppy outfit. I don't think so. I think he looks like the young, shoegazing English grad students I used to work with at the Princeton Review. They definitely weren't preppies. They smoked and questioned authority.

I used to be stuck in the 80s. I now think I am stuck in the 90s.


Thursday, November 02, 2006

Aizay's diapering pals

Upon hearing from his father that it was time to change his diaper, Aizay went to his room, climbed into his crib and retrieved George, Blue and Arthur. He insisted on holding onto them and Elmo while Dave changed his diaper. What a freak. (We must have the only child in the history of the world who has learned how to climb into his crib without learning how to climb out. It worries me that he loves sleep so much...) Posted by Picasa