Aidan doesn't seem to mind all the drool (he doesn't like the spit-up so much). He just lets it run down his chin, over his bib, onto his clothes and, if he really applys himself, onto the floor, carpet, dad's clothes.. where ever it happens to land. And this isn't any normal drool either - it's industrial strength drool. Just for fun I might have to take him to the apex of the Ship Cannel bridge, put his chin over the safety rail (just the chin, not any more then that, I don't need any Michael Jackson baby hanging over the railing media frenzy coming my way), and I'll bet the string of drool would eventually reach all the way down to a passing tug, adhering itself to the windshield producing a 'spidy' like connection between the bridge and the tug that I could shimmy down on... Then, just for fun, Aidan could probably just suck it all back up again. That's the kind of industrial strength drool I'm talking about. Blech.
On a less sticky note, Aidan has started rolling over on a very regular basis! He quickly rolls over from back to front any time he likes, but doesn't seem to have any interest in rolling back over again. He'll just stay there on his front until he spits up and then starts getting upset because he then rolled his face all around the spit-up he just created until someone (to be honest, generally Anya) comes, turns him over and cleans him up.
Aidan is also becoming much better at reaching out and grabbing items on purpose, not just by chance. He'll focus on some object and reach and reach and reach until he gets his hands on it and is able to pull it towards him.... And right into his mouth where he'll immediately start to drool on it.
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