Rolling over! / Sick

On Thursday this week, Kiana rolled over for the first time! Aidan and Mommy were playing a game where Aidan would tackle me, and then blow raspberries on my neck, and then we'd both lean over and blow raspberries on Kiana's tummy. One minute, Aidan was blowing raspberries, and the next minute, we looked over to see Kiana on her tummy! She had rolled over on her left side and caught her right arm underneath herself, but she had her head way up and had gotten all the way over!!! Wow. :) (We kind of saw this coming, since this week she has also really gotten the hang of grabbing her toes with her fingers -- Alex actually said two days earlier that he stopped trusting her alone on a bed! -- but it still felt amazing.)


Aidan has been battling being sick this week. He's had inklings of a tummy bug off and on over the last week, but then this weekend it got much worse. Saturday he started happy and we went to his friend, Emi's, birthday party. But then he came down with terrible diarrhea. Sunday morning he threw up, was exhausted, and took a 2.5 hour nap. When he got up, he wanted goldfish and asked me if I could help him vacuum the floor, but then he just lay around, and went to bed early. We hope he is feeling better, soon! Everyone will be happier when we are all healthier.


In other news:
We have been going to watch boats off of 187th street as they go down the Hudson and under the Big Gray Bridge (the GW Bridge) for something to do in the afternoons that gets us out of the house but doesn't take too much energy. It' has turned into a time for me to reaffirm to Aidan how special he is, and how even though Kiana is here now, *nobody* can replace him - each of them are their own precious selves. When we go, Aidan sits on the wall while I hold him tight, and Kiana watches everything from her stroller. Then I tell Aidan that I love big bits and little bits - SO so much. Since he is in the "why" stage of life at the moment, he'll ask me "Why?"
Me: "Because you are *my* boy, and because nobody can replace you, not even Kiana. You are both my precious kids!"
Aidan: "Why?"
Me: "Because there is only *one* of you in the whole world, and I love you more than any other 3-year old boy in the whole world!"
Aidan: "Why?"
Me: "Because you are my baby, no matter how big you are, and I love you."

This does go on for a while, because of the never-ending-ness of "why", but I don't mind. Sometimes, for other questions, I'll ask him "why do you think?" and he'll respond, "I don't know -- can you tell me about it?" But for this, I like having the chance to tell him again and again about how much I love him. I love both of my kids SO much! It's pretty amazing to discover that this kind of fierce love is possible. Our kids are such gifts! :)