Owenisms 14

He’s been a chattering fool today. This is only a smidgen of what he’s said…mostly in the last 15 minutes. 🙂

We were driving to my doctor appointment this morning.
Owen: Are you still mad at the doctor?
Me: Gobsmacked that he remembers me saying that THREE weeks ago. No, I’m not mad at the doctor. She tried to help me and I was frustrated.
Owen: The word of the day is frustrated.

Owen: Mama. Remember? Last night when I found all the eggs?
Me: Yes, you found a lot of eggs!
Owen: THERE WAS ELMO AND A TIGER AND AN ELEPHANT AND A FOOTBALL BY THE SHED! AND I GOT LOTS OF CANDY! And the carrots were gone!

Owen: Mama, can I play my game?
Me: How about when daddy comes home?
Owen: Why?
Me: Mama doesn’t know how to play that game.
Owen: How about pirates? You know how to play pirates! You jump and sing.

Owen: Mama, I need my milk. I need more energy!

Owen: Mama, I need to go poop.
Me: Don’t tell me—just go to the bathroom.
He goes in the bathroom.
Owen: Come wipe me.
Me: Did you poop yet?
Owen: No.
Me: Is it in your pants?
Owen: Yes…it’s not that bad!

Owen: Playing. Mama, I’m hurt!
Me: Are you okay?
Owen: Yes, it’s okay. I’ll be okay. It’s just my pinky toe. I need a doctor to fix my pinky toe and make it feel better.

He tripped running across the room.
Me: Are you okay?
Owen: Yes—I went kerplunk.

Owen: Setting two stuffed animals next to him on the steps. Okay, let’s all sit together and say cheese! PICTURE!

Owen: MAMA! LOOK! ON THE DOOR!
Me: What?
Owen: There’s bad guys! All over!
He grabs a plastic ice cream cone and turns it into a gun. MAMA! COME ON! COME HELP ME GET THE BAD GUYS!

Owen: HOLY WAH!
Me: What?
Owen: There’s a race car way up there. That’s silly. That’s goofy. A race car on top! Mom you have to come check this out. You have to follow me.
I am typing this as he says it so I’m not moving yet.
Owen: Mama! You’re not moving. You’re on the couch.
I get up to look at the car. It’s magnetized so I move it to the garbage can where it sticks.
Owen: Cool! I can see it with my eyebrows!

Easter Egg Hunt

Today was Owen’s first honest easter egg hunt with a bunch of kids! One of the moms in my mommy group had organized a get-together with some of her neighbors and the mommy group moms. I am SOOO glad we decided to go… It was the first time Tom had seen Owen with more than a handful of kids—and it was amazing.

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This was his slam dunk:

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Tom trying to show Owen how to hit the ball:

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He did, but then that was it and he was off to the next thing:

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The start of the egg race, which was taking place to keep the kids out of the back yard while the older kids were hiding the eggs:

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Slow but steady…

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Race over, no one cared who won!

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Getting ready to go hunt for eggs!

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Rushing in! Half the kids came in each side of the yard. Owen was just thrilled—and it was hilarious because he could see other eggs while he was picking up the ones in front of him, but had a hard time actually getting the ones in front of him because he was so enamored with seeing all the other eggs that he wasn’t close to yet!

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He even braved the bouncy house (which he DOES NOT like to play in) because there were a handful of eggs inside!

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His successful haul!

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The entire gaggle of kids! I think the youngest was 2 and the oldest was 6.

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A family shot, taken by a friend. (Then I took their family shot—she’s like me and rarely is in the photos!)

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Owen torturing the girls on the trampoline with a fake snake! They were all screaming and he was just laughing and having a great time.

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Swinging the snake around. All I could think of was my mom telling me how her brother did that to her WITH REAL SNAKES when they were kids…

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Then he got all sneaky and shoved the snake through the opening in the side of the net. He was so proud of himself! What a stinker!

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Then, right as we were getting ready to leave, they were handing out popsicles. Owen didn’t want one, but then asked a little girl if he could have a bite of hers. The mom was standing there (and knows about Owen’s food issues) so told her daughter it was okay. So Owen took a bite! He didn’t love it, but at least he tried it!

Revamped Playroom

With the help of my stepsister Kathryn who went to her local (Atlanta) IKEA to pick up the shelf for me…and then hauled it to Myrtle Beach where I then picked it up at my parent’s condo…and then Tom putting it together…we now have a revamped playroom!

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When I showed it to Owen for the first time, his eyes got really wide as he said “HOLY MACKEREL!” 🙂

Then I told him everything had its own basket.

Me: Cars go here.
Owen: Yeah!
Me: Trains go here.
Owen: Yeah!
Me: Animals go here.
Owen: YEAH!
Me: Puzzles are here.
Owen: YEAH!

🙂

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 is non-toxic, even though it doesn’t say it anywhere on the bottle.

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)…

Katie’s first beach!

First bathing suit!

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Cousins!!

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Toes in the water (in a tide pool, which was a bit warmer and lots calmer)!

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Notice the sand around the mouth? Yep, it went in! We let her get some, but tried to prevent the big handfuls. 🙂

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Doing her yoga poses on the beach!

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In the actual ocean surf!

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