What a brave, brave boy

Aidan's visit to the hospital went very well. He was so brave, and he didn't even cry when strangers took him away. Although I can't say the same for his mama. I cried. Nearly the whole time he was gone, which was all of about 9 minutes. They wheeled him back in, and he had just started to come around. He was completely disoriented and groggy. He was also super cranky. We stayed in a recovery room only for about 10 minutes, and then they said we could go. He seemed better when we got into the car. I suppose because it was a familiar place. The hospital was a long drive from our home, so Aidan was able to take a nap in the car. Then he slept for a couple hours once he was in his crib. When the little guy woke, he was as good as new. We even took a trip to the park where he tried to chase a dog.

Did I mention he's a little walking maniac now? And you can just tell he's so incredibly proud of himself. It's utterly adorable to watch him take every single step and laugh the entire way. He still does look a little drunk though.

Anywho, here are some pictures from our weekend at the lake where we fed the ducks and geese. Did I mention he tried to chase them, too? He needs to share his energy with his mama!