Tom has started rough housing with Owen and calling it Rumblemania. Sometimes, Katie is the attacker (via Tom) as seen here. (Sorry for the bad pics, but I only had my iPhone handy.)
Year: 2013
My slippers…again.
This cracks me up no matter how many times he does it. Even when I’m trying to pee.
Well THAT was unexpected.
So just now, Tom was watching TV and I was the office on the computer when we hear this…NOISE. I thought it sounded like a door slamming downstairs (impossible) and Tom thought it sounded like Owen jumping around his room…so he went to investigate.
And found Owen had fallen out of bed! 😯
He was in the middle of his floor and the stool was tipped over and he was crying and crying. Tom asked him what happened and he didn’t really answer. Tom helped him get back into bed and he apparently fell right back to sleep.
What the WHAT?! That’s NEVER happened! (Well, I guess, at least not that we’ve heard or been awake for…though I think it would wake me up.) Of course my mind rushes to sleepwalking…so we’re hoping this was a one-time thing.
Poison Control
Well, we just survived our first Poison Control Center call (800-222-1222). And we now know that STINK FREE Urine Odor Remover
It was Katie. She was upstairs with Tom and Owen while I was making dinner. Our best guess is that she knocked it over and either got splashed or she then licked the bottle or carpet.
It was my fail because I left the flip-top lid open for some unknown reason, thinking that we wouldn’t be in the upstairs living room anytime soon. It was Tom’s fail because he was roughhousing with Owen and wasn’t playing close attention to what she was doing.
We first called the 800# on the bottle and they were less than helpful. The lady that answered the phone was obviously unprepared for URGENT calls of that magnitude and pretty much said “Well, um, we’ve had it happen before and nothing bad happened. But I’d still take her to the doctor.” Then said she’d transfer me to someone who knew more about the product, but that sent me to voicemail.
So then I remembered that I had the Poison Control number in my phone (and have ever since I was pregnant with Owen) but had just never had to use it before. The woman there was helpful—even though the bottle had zero ingredient information—and was able to tell us after about a minute that the stuff was non-toxic. WHICH MIGHT HAVE BEEN NICE TO PUT ON THE BOTTLE NEXT TO “KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN.”
So, it was a touch scary for about 10 minutes—I was pretty sure she hadn’t ingested much so didn’t want to freak out, but we couldn’t just ignore it completely. This weekend we’re going on a major cleaning and picking up spree (since she can now pull herself up and reach things she couldn’t before)…
Face mask!
Or, just another thing from Owen’s imagination!
More tunneling!
Proud Mama
I have to say I’m very proud of Owen. All the moms at play group today complimented me on how well-behaved and gentle he was with the other kids. 🙂
He’s such a good kid!
Really? Those shoes?
So we were on our way to mommy group so I told Owen to go put on some shoes, fully expecting his orange crocs like he always picks. So imagine my surprise when I saw these…shoes he’s always hated to wear.
It’s my turn.
I’ve been coughing and hacking up phlegm for a month now. Owen used to ask me EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. if I was okay…which, while sweet, did get annoying at about week three.
However, tonight was a new one. I did my usual cough and hack into the sink and Owen came out, said “It’s my turn!” then fake coughed and fake spit into the sink. 🙂
By the way, today was Day 32 and I think it’s worse than it was before. And my doctor’s appointment isn’t until next Tuesday. 😐
Tunnel!!
Owen begged to get his tunnel out today (it had been hidden behind a chair that we moved). He still loves it…and Katie now does as well!
The best part of my day was watching the two of them play together…
Hand-me-down bib
I like standing!
A gun lesson
I made the top gun. Owen said no, grabbed it, edited it, then gave me the bottom one and said “machine gun.”
I held it with one hand and he said “No! Use two hands!”
Well…he IS right. 🙂
Smart kid!
Goofy boy!
That’s my girl!
Last night for dinner Katie ate plain noodles, noodles in spaghetti sauce, a whole Polish meatball (thanks, Gramma Jean!), and breadsticks.
Today? Scrambled eggs and pesto noodles.
I hope it continues!!
Mom & Katie
I love that she automatically smiles when she sees the camera!
Vacation Owenisms
Owen said so many cute things while we’ve been on vacation, but of course I haven’t written them down immediately as they happened…so I only have a few from the last day or so.
Owen: Can we go down there? Pointing down through the floor. In the elevator? To G? To the pool?
Me, mini golfing: Owen, do you want to hit my ball in?
Owen: Sure!
Me: Owen, do you want peanut butter on your graham crackers?
Owen: Ooh! Yes! I’d like that.
Me: I might lay down and take a nap with you.
Owen: NO! You go out there with my dad.
People were shooting off fireworks on the beach that we could see from our living room and balcony.
Owen: Excuse me—excuse me! He pointed with all four fingers in a jabbing motion out towards the beach. There’s fireworks on the beach. Out there. In the sky! Come look!
Owen is pretending to sheath a sword at his side.
Owen: I’m Mike the Knight!
Me: You’re Mike the Knight?
Owen: No, I’m Owen!
Owen, carrying a square-ish toy of Katie’s to the table: Gramma Jean, I have to check my computer online!
After his bath…
Me: Owen, are you clean and snuffy?
Owen: Nooo.
Me: Are you…spiffy?
Owen: No! I’m Owen!
Skyping with Grandma Marsha:
Grandma: I hear you had a vacation.
Owen: Yes! I played with cousins and they’re far away now.
Heading out for dinner!
And the only family shot we got the entire time…but Tom was only here for two weekends of my two weeks! (Yeah, I should have moved the garbage or cropped it out, LOL.)
Owen’s first mini golf
We took Owen mini golfing for the first time today! He’s unbelievably smart in some areas, but apparently just CANNOT grasp how to hold the putter. It’s hilarious and frustrating at the same time.
Thing 1 & Thing 2
Gramma Jean came home today with these shirts for the kids…
Of course, I have 58 attempted shots of them laughing and playing together—but with one looking away or hands in the way or legs in the way. 🙂 Here’s a video of all of them…
I did get these next two, though, which I thought would look good combined…
So I googled and discovered that Microsoft Live (already on mom’s laptop!) has a feature called Photo Fuse which will let you mix and match heads from photos…so I created this picture!
And then when we left them to their own devices…
And then Katie decided she should check out a sleeping daddy…
Gramma and the kidlets
Look at my new teeth!
She just finished getting her bottom two teeth and now the top two are coming in…
Katie wants monkeys!
When Katie is up, we have to play Owen’s new monkey game on a table because Katie REALLY wants the monkeys… After our game, we left her to her own devices and yep, she could get them!
Daddy’s here!
It was chilly again—note the two coats!
Chasing the birds!
Today was the first day I saw tons of coral washed up along the shore…
My boys! (Notice that Owen’s feet are inside Tom’s jacket warming up!)
Trying to get a cool desktop or Facebook cover photo!
Grandpa and Gramma with Katie
Lobster grilled cheese? Yes, please!
I highly recommend this sandwich from The Grilled Cheese & Crab Cake Co. that mom and David brought back for me today!
I also found this magazine article about the restaurant.
Brrrrrrrr!
Since the weather has been unseasonably cool and we didn’t exactly plan for that, Gramma Jean bought herself a new hoodie…and got one for Owen, too!
He was UNBELIEVABLY excited about it and was tearing around like a mad man. He HAD to have the hood up—and he told gramma she had to have hers up as well.
Hiding
Katie’s foods!
Katie loves real food! So far on this trip, she’s eaten:
- cheddar cheese
- boiled potatoes
- salmon (LOVED IT!)
- cucumber
- mac and cheese
- black olives
- peanut butter and jelly
Sunset with grandma
Sunrises with grandpa, sunsets with gramma… 🙂
