For some time now, I've called Aidan, "the Aidanator" - or at least I've done so in my head. He barges into life with confidence and steadfast optimism....sometimes I wish I had some of his determination. Here he is balancing on washed-up logs at the beach:
If he wasn't doing this, he was trying to dive into the frigid water. He keeps us on our toes.
I threw this photo in because I thought he looked heroic...I just wish Charlie wasn't licking his own nose:
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