Growing into best friends

So...I have to remember to let the kids read this post when they get older. They are becoming the cutest friends lately. Today I sent Aidan
 on a mission to find an elephant in the house and to take N with him to help search. A would turn around and say "Come on Nate let's go" and Nate would squeal and bounce after him. (The elephant search was a ploy to have five minutes free while cooking dinner. For some reason EVERY day around 4pm when I am getting dinner started Nate goes BANANAS. Every stupid day.)

So the coolest thing to do in our house apparently is to jump and run on Aidan's bed. If his door is open Nate is in there on the bed flopping around. Literally, he flops and flips. Then add a three year old and you have a tackling situation going on. Normally you would think this wouldn't be bad, but it is a toddler bed which means the sides are basically open. We do have an awesome bumpy turtle rug to catch the kids tossed overboard, but still it is kind of scary.

So after there is running and jumping Aidan decides he must hold down Nate and hug him, which Nate loved for a while. (Yes they both have bites aka. pacifiers. Aidan knows he can only use his when he is asleep so he runs to his room and takes "naps" The birthday bird is coming soon to take care of the bite problem) Oh the spot on his head, not dirt, still the bruise!


This is what happened after Nate decided he didn't want to be hugged anymore. Poor kid!