Aidan got to meet one of his great grandmothers this past weekend. (I don't have any pictures at the moment, but as soon as I get some I'll post them) It was really neat, especially since I don't have any grandparents still alive. In fact, I only really knew one of my grandparents...both of my grandfathers died before I was born, and my other grandmother died when I was very young. So, I'm really glad that Aidan got to meet his great grandma while she's still around. And he loved her! I think Aidan is her 16th great-grandchild (wow!), so she knows how to entertain babies.
The reason Aidan got to meet her was becuase Nick's sister was getting married. It was a very nice ceremony, although I missed the main part of it. Aidan spit up all down the front of both of us at the same time that he had a major poop! Of course this was during the middle of the ceremony, so I had to run out and clean up and run back in. I got back in time for the pastor to introuduce the newly married couple and then leave the church! You can't put new, cute clothes on a baby without them spitting up, pooping, or both.
So, besides his great grandma Aidan also got to meet for the first time: his aunt, uncle, 2 great aunts, and a great uncle.
Next week we'll be in Erie and Aidan will then get to meet another aunt and cousin for the first time! He's such a well-travelled baby.
Now to get to the second part of the post title...frustration. Not mine, but Aidan's. Aidan now grabs at anything that comes into his line of sight. Me, my hair, Nick, Nick's glasses, the cat, plants, toys, magazines, etc... If he can't grab what he sees he frowns and lets out a sort of shriek/grunt/cry. It is the frustrated baby noise. At the moment it is very cute, but I get the feeling it won't stay that way for long!
I need to get my shower in before the Aidan-meister wakes up.