She loves our new coat rack. I’m wondering if she’ll still get in there once we get hooks on the lower level.
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Baby on a Table
Where the hell did that come from?
I thought I was brushing dirt off Owen’s neck this morning (he had just been outside for a few minutes)…but it didn’t brush off. Okay, maybe it was dried dirt…so I used my nail. And it still wasn’t coming off.
OH MY GAWD IT WAS A TICK!!! EEK!!! (I’d never actually seen one in person but I was pretty sure that’s what it was.)
I only semi-panicked. 😐
I scratched/pulled it off, took it to the kitchen where I put it on a bowl and took a picture of it (so I could make sure later), then squished it to death with a knife. Then Googling affirmed it was a tick. EWWWWW!!!
I checked out the rest of his body and didn’t find anything (and there was nothing on me or Maggie). But of course it had been on his neck right on a freckle so I was paranoid there was still tick pieces in his neck…so I got out the lighted magnifying glasses to try and see better—which didn’t really help but Owen loves them—and assured myself it was just a freckle.
I then emailed a pic to Tom and he said the mouth was still attached so that was good.
So, where the hell did it come from? It’s not like he’s been tromping through backwoods North Carolina. He plays in the back yard! It wasn’t too attached so it couldn’t have been on him for too long…
/shudder
Nomming Nemo
I don’t wanna play outside!
Pouting.
As my friends on Facebook said when I posted this…at least he’s outside and at least he’s pouting quietly. 🙂
Sometimes you’re just lucky
I was just snapping pictures randomly trying to get her when she was IN the new coat rack, but of course she didn’t cooperate…but then I happened to get these two:
More button pushing!
She discovered the dinosaur today!
Sitting on Owen
They were both having a ball!
Owen loves Katie’s toys!
Here comes Diesel!
He got this out last night and has been playing with it ever since. As you see, Katie got into the middle of things. 🙂
Owen’s GI follow-up
Today was Owen’s six-week follow-up. Here, he’s being a good big boy getting his blood pressure and temperature taken.
Overall the doc said he was doing well, and assured me—after I expressed concern that we had one perfect week then completely regressed—that it was normal. He informed me that it could take (and usually takes) as long to fix the problem as it took to cause it…which gives us many many many more months of this.
Owenisms 19
Owen: Mama, say hi to the Lego boxer.
Me: Hi boxer!
Owen: He can’t say hi because he’s a Lego and Legos can’t talk.
Me: Owen, can I have a hug?
Owen: Of course!
Me: Mmm…you’re delicious!
Owen: No, I’m Owen!
Owen: Mama, there’s a bugga bugga!
Me: We don’t need to worry about him. He’s tiny.
Owen: Can I talk to him?
Me: Sure.
Owen: Hi bugga bugga! Hi little fella!Pause. Mama! He can’t hear me! Maybe I’m too big.
Me: You’re right. Maybe he’s too far away.
Owen keeps playing with his cars.
Owen: Mama! The bugga bugga is gone!
Me: Yep, he must have flown away.
Owen: Maybe he went back to his family!
Getting into the car at Sam’s Club.
Owen: Mama, where’s the pretending owl?
Me: The what?
Owen: The pretending owl.
Me: Owl? Oh! That’s at Lowes.
Owen: Mama, close your eyes and think of something happy.
Me: Okay. I close my eyes.
Owen: What makes you happy?
Me: Campfires.
Owen: Ahhh!
Me: Close your eyes and think of something happy.
Owen closes his eyes.
Me: What makes you happy?
Owen: Playing…with Katie!
Shopping at Sam’s Club.
Owen, from out of nowhere: Mom, who’s Sam?
Me: Um. The dog next door?
Owen: No. Who’s Sam? Sam’s Club. Who’s Sam?
At dinner, we were regaled with stories about the Cheerios monster who was coming to steal Owen’s pretend Cheerios. And the ninjas were coming to help out and we had to let them in (which actually required us to open the front door).
Owen: Mama, I have a surprise for you.
Me: A surprise?
Owen: Yes. He shows me his newest potty reward—a Lego minifigure bat.
Me: Oh! A bat!
Owen: Not just any bat…a VAMPIRE bat!
Owen was rubbing his eyes close to his old nap time.
Me: Owen, are you tired?
Owen: No, I’m just checking if something is wrong with them. They’re okay.
Owen: Daddy, it’s almost time for me to brush my teeth and go to bed.
Tom: Yes it is.
Owen: How about you watch football and I’ll play with my trains. That’s a good deal.
Tom: Why yes, it is a good deal.
Button Pusher
This was new to me today, but we rarely play in the living room…
Katie kid outfit
You gotta love baby clothes…she’s been steadily outgrowing her 9m stuff…but today she was wearing size 6m shorts and 18m shirt! I believe these were from Grannie Lin.
Owen is 4 years 4 months old today!
Owen’s first s’more!
For real! We’ve made them before at his request, but he didn’t want to actually eat it. But tonight?! HE DID! And he asked for a second one (though he didn’t finish it). Tom and I were just FLOORED. He also wanted to help roast the marshmallows…until he realized how hot it was by the fire and how long you had to hold it there. 🙂
S’MORES CHEERS!
His second one!
Owen + a slide + Katie’s pool
As mentioned previously, Owen just LOVES Katie’s pool and wanted to play in it after dinner. I then had the bright idea to get out his old slide so he could slide into the pool. And he LOVED IT. 🙂
And then I told him to try sliding down on his belly…which, as you will see in the video, it took him a minute to figure out just how to do it. But after that, it was GAME ON!
And a few more butt slide shots!
And a comparison to just over three years ago…May 2010 and June 2013.
Katie’s Kiddie Pool
We finally got out the small pool I had bought for Katie about two months ago. Unfortunately, I didn’t look really closely at what I bought, and it’s not so much a pool as a splash pad—which requires a constantly-running hose to keep the side of the “pool” up and the sprinklers going. (I had just thought we wouldn’t use the hose for the sprinklers part…but if you don’t, the sides don’t fill up to hold the water.) So…we can’t use warm tap water in it so Katie gets chilled pretty quickly—even when it’s 85 degrees out. But, she still liked it. And, of course, Owen LOVES it. He was more enamored with it than his big pool!
I’m fishing!
Sniff.
The pile of 6-9m outgrown clothes. 🙁
But, thanks to all the grandmas, her drawers are still overflowing! 🙂
Water slide!!
Today we went to a friend’s birthday party (the husband of one of the mommy group moms) and they had borrowed a huge inflatable water slide. Owen just wanted to splash in the water…but eventually started going down the slide. And then we couldn’t get him off! He was SO happy! And it was great to watch!
When it was time to go, we asked him how many more times he wanted to go down the slide and he stopped and was really putting some thought into it. His answer? TEN! 🙂
Then on the way home he kept asking about the water slide and saying he wanted to go back to it. I’m sure he’ll get to go on it again since we have play dates at the house that owns it. 🙂
Fun ride on daddy
Tom came home early today…
That smile.
Avocados and granola bars are messy eatin’.
But she loves them!
Waiting for a friend.
Owen had a friend coming over for a play date and this is where he wanted to sit and wait.
Then we were sitting on the beach together:
“Hi Katie! Welcome to the party!”
Sharing a juice box
“Mom, can I give Katie a drink?” Of course, buddy. What a good big brother.
Camping!
Roasting marshmallows…
Everyone sitting around the campfire…
Katie’s first playgroup mishap
So we were all outside at playgroup. Of course Katie didn’t want to sit still in my lap so I just let her go. At first she was content to just sit there.
But then she was OFF LIKE A SHOT and was obviously THRILLED to be free and had a ball zipping around, through the gardens, over obstacles, always looking back at me and giggling. See her?
All the boys had bats and were hitting balls off tees. We had to turn them around a few times so they weren’t hitting them toward Katie. Then another mom grabbed Katie from under the trampoline so I took her.
Just then, one of the little boys tried to hand me a ball and asked if I’d play catch with him. I said “How about I toss you the ball and you can hit it?” Of course not expecting my throw to be anywhere good enough OR for him to hit it like a major leaguer. Yep—CRACK!!—direct line drive to Katie’s head (in my arms). It was a plastic ball so obviously not life-threatening, but still obviously a painful shock.
I wasn’t mad or anything—I mean, it was totally my fault—but who thinks a 4yo could hit like that?! The kid’s mom felt awful. She said “I should have warned you he can really hit.” And he was so cute. He came up and said “I kept my eye on the ball!” I said “Yes, you did, and you did a good job. It was my fault. You’re not in trouble.”
She was totally fine and didn’t cry for too long…and just developed a big round red welt after a bit.
Katie the screaming attention whore.
So, as I’ve mentioned, Katie does not like to be left alone. But, I have to do it now and again to help Owen in the bathroom or prep dinner or something so she was kind of used to it. Didn’t love it but would get over it quick enough.
However, I think she got REALLY spoiled when the babysitters were here for the weekend. They mentioned she spent A LOT of time in their arms.
Great.
Now my life is hell. Okay, not really, but OH MY GOD she cries a lot. And I feel bad for being annoyed by it but OH MY GOD it’s annoying. Of course I feel like the worst parent ever for being (irrationally?) annoyed with the crying…but she’s not in pain, she’s not hungry, she’s not dirty—she just wants attention. And it’s a new thing (the quantity anyway) and it’s annoying. And have I mentioned it’s annoying? 🙂
We’re outside right now and she’s in her kiddie enclosure next to me screaming…so I got in with her and she stopped. I stayed for 10 minutes playing and she was happy. I get out and she immediately—IMMEDIATELY—starts crying. Sorry, kid, my knees can’t take being bent in there, I can’t let you crawl loose, but I need to be out here since Owen is in the pool. Those are the breaks. If I try to hold her on my lap the crying stops…but then she’s a wiggle worm that’s—I think, if possible—even more annoying.
This photo is therefore entitled “SOMEBODY PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!!”
And this is what we’ve had to listen to on and off (but mostly on) for the past hour.
Seriously, kid. Mama has a headache. Cool it with the screaming already.
🙁
EDITED TO ADD: She must have known I was at my limit, because I picked her up and she did this. For just long enough for me to get a picture. 🙂
