Phillip Posted December 16, 2012 Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 This is a big weekend for my son Aiden and Me. Friday was the first time for Aiden to see Santa. He wants a little red wagon and a riding toy. Today December 16 Aiden turns one year old. We will have a party later this week when his mother and my wife Tina is off from work. Click to Enlarge 66.64?KB Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erby Posted December 16, 2012 Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Ah, the joys of young children. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inspectorjoe Posted December 16, 2012 Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Great picture, Philip. Aiden seems very aware and alert for a one year old. I bet he's going to be as smart as a whip. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jim Katen Posted December 16, 2012 Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Jeez, Phillip, it's hard to believe it's been a year. He's cute as a button in that picture. I think I can make him out saying, "I want a little sister!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillip Posted December 16, 2012 Author Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Jeez, Phillip, it's hard to believe it's been a year. He's cute as a button in that picture. I think I can make him out saying, "I want a little sister!" He just got a new nephew on the 14th Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillip Posted December 16, 2012 Author Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Great picture, Philip. Aiden seems very aware and alert for a one year old. I bet he's going to be as smart as a whip. Thanks Joe. He is Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillip Posted December 16, 2012 Author Report Share Posted December 16, 2012 Ah, the joys of young children. The joys are the good and they have been many. But there are worries also Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erby Posted December 17, 2012 Report Share Posted December 17, 2012 Worry is the price we pay for the joy. No worry, no joy. Enjoy it while you can. Before long, they're grown up and gone on their own. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kurt Posted December 17, 2012 Report Share Posted December 17, 2012 Phillip, that pic made a bunch of people here smile. I'm sitting in a coffee shop in the PRC, Wuhan, Wuchang District, and I blew it up and showed some of the locals. They all want to know who the little boy is. Several dozen people in China now know he's "Phillip's Son". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tom Raymond Posted December 17, 2012 Report Share Posted December 17, 2012 That is great fun. My daughter, 22 months, was awestruck by Santa twice in the last week. The first was at my son's winter orchestra concert, where she spotted one of the local farmers with a long white beard and equally long grey pony tail, in a dirty red t shirt and Santa hat. She was jumping up and down and shouting " Santa! Santa!" She spotted him again at the gas station on our way home and we had to drive around the lot twice so she could see him. Saturday we took her to see the 'real' Santa at the local fire hall. She couldn't see past the crowd so I picked her up. When she saw him it was like slow motion; her eyes widened, her mouth formed a perfect little 'O', and she raised her hand and pointed. Then she looked at me and giggled. She was so enamoured she sat on his lap twice. Click to Enlarge 75.38 KB My boy, 11, is way too cool for Santa. He was on date with his cello partner from orchestra, chaperoned by my neice and his friend's grand parents. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillip Posted December 17, 2012 Author Report Share Posted December 17, 2012 Tom that a sweet photo Erby you are so right. My youngest one before Aiden is 31. Thanks Kurt. I fell like Aiden is going to do big things in his life. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hausdok Posted December 17, 2012 Report Share Posted December 17, 2012 Those pics bring brought back a muddy memory. My mother took my brother Hugh and I to Poughkeepsie shopping and took us to see Santa Claus in a big local department store - Wallaces I think it was called. That store was upscale and I remember they had an elaborate "North Pole" complete with a couple of "elves" - we called them midgets in those days, which I guess is politically unacceptable now. The Santa's suit was pretty elaborate and that hair and beard, if it was a wig and fake beard, was as realistic as it could get. I don't know whether it was Hughie or if it was me, but one of us went off like a factory lunch whistle when my mother plunked the two of us together on that guy's lap for pictures. I can still remember my mother's consternation and embarrassment as she spent probably at least five minutes trying to calm whichever one of us it was down again so that the photographer could take that picture. Santa smelled like beer and cigarettes. ONE TEAM - ONE FIGHT!!! Mike Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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