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Cute sleepy squishy face
Mama, I have a big problem.
Owen (getting up from his nap): “Mama, I have a big problem. Points to diaper tab that has almost come undone. I broke it during my nap.”
Post-nap crazy hair
Owen continues to amaze me.
He wasn’t completely thrilled with the road trip—he was excited about seeing cousins but still keeps saying he wants to go home. So I was expecting a tantrum at bedtime when it was time to put the puzzles (iPad) away. Instead, after he got his teeth brushed, he handed us the iPad, said goodnight, and crawled into his bed!
I love this kid.
Waiting Charlie
This is where Charlie takes up residence in the morning when waiting for Owen to get up. Unfortunately, sometimes she starts whining/crying enough (at the godawful hour of 6:30) to make me want to drop kick her over the balcony…
C’mon Charlie, let’s play!
Wanting and waiting for Charlie to come into his room post-nap or post-sleep is the newest fun ritual…he gets SO giddy about it. of course, Charlie doesn’t realize she’s playing—she’s just waiting to get scritched or get a treat. But she’s actually quite tolerant of him, which is good.
Sleeping in the sleeping bag!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1sU8YwsDXA
He really loves this thing! (And you can hear one of his new favorite words—yep!)
Post-nap chatter
First couch nap!
Well, kinda.
Today was the first time ever he’s fallen asleep on the couch before his nap! He was watching Cars and I was in the office. I kept looking out every 5-10 minutes…but this still happened.
My first thought? OH CRAP.
My second thought? OH MY GOD HE’S SO CUTE.
My third thought? I HAVE TO GET A PICTURE!
Then I made the mistake of going out to show Tom (who was working on the shed) how cute he was…and Tom wanted to move him to his bed. I really didn’t want to because Owen does NOT transfer well (and never has—I think twice in his lifetime he actually went back to sleep after we moved him) but against my better judgment I let Tom move him.
And at first it seemed okay. For the first two minutes anyway. Until we were watching on the monitor and he was chattering. Then sitting up. Then playing. Then reading his books.
Yeah…no nap today.
But at least I got a super cute few pictures. :**:
Gramma gets a cuddle!
Owen took a LOOOONG nap today and didn’t even want to get up at 4:15 when I finally went in to nudge him awake. Then gramma took a turn and ended up in an Owen cuddle…
The toy he picked out…
Whenever I need to go shopping for longer than a few minutes, I usually get Owen a $1 toy as his treat. Most times, it’s something he can play with while I shop (like a car) which keeps him busy. Today, however, he didn’t want a car—he fell in love with this water gun! He even took it in for his nap…and it was what he was playing with when I went to get him up from his nap!
FYI: At about 7s he sees a golf cart drive by and announces it.
Nap time whining
See, he’s not always complacent and happy…but he still went for his nap without a full-on tantrum. 🙂
Owen is the goofiest kid.
I was just in reading him his pre-nap story…when he just up and leans over and licks my arm. Again and again. And again. And again and again. I have absolutely NO idea where that came from…but it was certainly a great game for him (which I egged on, of course, because his laughter is like a drug).
Owen helping mama read a story!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IxlpZZLKsM
Owen loves the book Ten Little Ladybugs
says SCREECHES the numbers as I turn the pages. The screeching is normally VERY enthusiastic—and completely adorable—so I finally decided to have Tom record it. Of course, that was the night his performance was totally understated. I’ll still keep trying to get the other version. 🙂
Tractor! Tractor tipping!
Owen was just waking up for his nap, when I gave him a new Matchbox tractor…
Trying to get comfortable
Poor kid just couldn’t get comfortable to sleep…
Reversed!
Owen has been doing great in his new room—and hadn’t tried escaping at all—until it was Gramma Jean’s turn to watch him during his nap while Tom and I ran some errands. He decided to keep following her out of his room and refused to stay in his bed and take a nap. The stinker! (And smartypants, since he knew not to try that game with mom or dad!)
So, following the advice of some friends, we reversed his door knob so we can lock it from the outside. And it worked like a charm!! :up:
Tonight, I put him to bed, locked the door, then stood outside his room to listen to what happened. I heard him get out of bed, rattle the knob, announce that it was locked—and then he cried and whined for a few minutes before he got back into bed and settled down.
Falling asleep in the car
We were headed to Bay City for our Easter lunch, with the plan that Owen would nap on the way there. He was falling asleep on the couch before we left, but was wide awake once we got him in the car. After about 45 minutes, this is what happened… I alternate between thinking “poor kid” and “oh my gosh that’s too cute.”
Naptime meltdown!
We just had our first 3-minute naptime meltdown because he wanted more “backgens” (Backyardigans).
Yes, three minutes.
Yes, the first one.
Yes, I know I’m lucky. 😮
My morning shocker!
So Tom left for a work trip this morning. He planned to leave at 7:30, which meant he’d be here to get Owen up. In cases where the timing works like this, I get to “sleep in” and then he always wakes me up before he leaves…so when I woke up at 7:30 I assumed he was still home/just getting ready to leave.
So as I walk by Owen’s room I see he’s not there, which fits what should be. The bottom stair gate is closed, which also fits. But as I get to the living room, I see Owen…but no Tom…and the TV isn’t on. I quick checked the garage and yep, Tom was gone.
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Yeah, Owen got up on his own, forced his way out of his room (his room was too hot last night so we opened his door and propped a heavy container of change against the screen door thinking he wouldn’t be able to get out OR my mom-hearing would hear it if he was able to move it), made it downstairs, and was sitting on the couch saying “Watch! Watch!”
I had no idea how long he’d been up, so I called Tom who said he left at 6:15 and Owen wasn’t up then… But still, Owen could have been wandering/waiting for an hour!!! But from what I can tell, he didn’t get into anything bad and probably just played and waited for the TV to turn on! (I’m really surprised, too, that he didn’t come down to our room!)
So, that was my shocker. Good morning, indeed!
Owen is so awesome.
Tonight I was laying out his PJs and nighttime diaper on the changing table while he was watching TV. He saw me doing so, and walked over to me to get himself changed! Then I turned off the TV and told him it was time for bed…and he grabs his blanket and heads upstairs, then climbs into bed and lays down. :up:
Big bed/sleeping updates.
Owen stayed in bed all night as far as we can tell! If he did get out, he did it without drama and got back in…so we’re pretty sure he just slept soundly all night as he normally does. That said, it doesn’t mean me or Tom slept well all night. I tossed and turned, waiting to hear a THUNK and crying as he fell out of bed. Or him pounding on the wall at 2am or something. But he didn’t. Such a good boy!
Thursday nap time went fairly well—it only took him about 10 minutes to settle down and fall asleep, though at the beginning it was more worrisome because he did NOT appear tired at all and was bouncing around and climbing on the dresser. But then just like that, he was laying down, sucking his thumb, and out.
Thursday bedtime apparently went really well, too—though I wasn’t home so Tom was in charge. Linda and I got home from shopping at 8:42 and Tom was already downstairs! He said he put Owen down and he rolled around a bit but made no attempts to be active or get out of bed.
This morning (Friday) I woke up at 7:05 and Owen still appeared to be sleeping. By the time I got out of the bathroom, he was up and starting to get out of his bed. Which would have been fine, except I was up so I went and got him.
Today’s nap time took a little longer than yesterday—he was more rambunctious (jumping on the bed, rolling around, climbing on the dresser) and I had to put him back about six times. The whole thing seemed like more of a game to him this time—like when he started toward the edge of the bed and I moved to intercept him, he’d laugh and fall back down to the bed. As I moved out of the room, he’d lean over the edge of the bed to peer at me sitting in the hallway. It was so dang cute, it was all I could do to not break up laughing. Then I shut the door most of the way, figuring he’d forget I was out here and quit paying attention to me…but dang if I couldn’t still see him peeking through the tiny slit in the doorway. Then the little stinker leaned over and SHUT THE DOOR on me. |-| I ended up watching on the monitor…
…and had to go back in twice to put him back on the bed (he was up wandering around the room) and then he finally crashed.
So he’s still doing pretty good, but I wonder how Tom manages to get the easy times? 😉
Owen’s first night in a big boy bed!
6:30pm
We start tearing apart his room—taking his crib apart, taking out furniture, bringing the double bed in, moving the video monitor. He’s watching it all and is having fun pretend sleeping in the sideways crib, saying “BED!” when he sees the bed coming in, and playing with toys that have been lost under the crib.
8:35pm
Tom takes him up to put him to bed. We watch him put him back into the bed twice before he leaves and shuts the door.
8:37pm
Owen is CRYING, up out of bed, and turning the light on. I beeline upstairs and go in, wordlessly put him back in the bed, and sit on the floor at the end of the bed. He keeps trying to get out, crying and turning on the light. I keep putting him back and sitting at the end of the bed on the floor.
8:45pm
Owen is cuddling on his bear with his B and things seem to be calming down, but every time I slide a bit closer to the door, his head pops up to see what’s going on. I get up to turn out the hall light (since the door was open) and he climbs out again. I put him back.
8:50pm
I am sitting in the middle of the doorway, half in his room and half in the hall. He seems to be okay. I start pulling the door shut a few inches at a time. Again, he looks at me and stirs every time…but stays quiet.
8:56pm
I’m 100% in the hallway and the door is almost closed. Of course the only place in the entire hallway that squeaks is right outside his door.
9:05pm
I shut the door super quietly and listened. Nothing.
9:08pm
I text Tom (who is downstairs and can see the monitor) to see if he’s still in bed. Yes, he is.
9:10pm
I head downstairs and Owen seems perfectly fine.
Thank you, Supernanny. :up:
Our life has changed.
7:15am
I wake up, roll over, and turn on the monitor to see what Owen’s status is. He’s awake, but just laying there like he normally does. So I decided to take a quick shower since I had a morning appointment.
7:25am
I took my normal five minute shower, got dressed, and went to get him. I thought I heard clunking noises coming from his room that didn’t sound like his normal knocking on the wall, momentarily thought that maybe Tom came home for something he forgot, but then figured I was either hearing things or it was coming from outside.
7:27am
I open his door—and immediately notice the light is on. Huh? What? Oh, I figured my dad was probably in there with him, having heard him when I was in the shower. But upon fully opening the door, there was no dad. Heck, there was no Owen! 88| I think my heart actually skipped a beat: OWEN WAS NOT IN THE CRIB!!! I turned and there he was, playing with the closet doors (the strange clunking I had heard)!
Oh.
My.
God.
This meant he could get out of his crib. NOT. GOOD.
He seemed no worse for the wear—so he obviously didn’t hurt himself in any way during his escape. But I was clueless how he’d managed it. Did he get out onto the dresser (which is right next to the crib) then drop onto the floor? Or did he just jump over? And more importantly, was this a freak occurrence or might it happen again (now that he knows he can do it)? What surprised me is that his B (blanket) was still in the crib. I thought if ANYTHING would send him over the edge (no pun intended) it would be when he tosses his B over the side and can’t get it. But the B was safe inside the crib.
Hoo boy.
Of course, just yesterday I was talking with my stepmom (Grammy Lin) about how he loved his crib and never even tried to get out and we’d leave him in there until he was four if we could. 😮 So, I jinxed it. Dammit.
So we took the Pillow Pet out of the crib, thinking maybe he used that as leverage to get out. There is a bumper in there, but it’s covered with the breathable mesh bumper, so I don’t think he can get a good foothold on that.
11:31am
So we decided to just see what happened when we put him down for his nap. It went as expected, just like always, with us putting him in, him wiggling around to try and find his sweet spot, and then…
11:38am
I watched Owen climb out of his crib. Of course I couldn’t see the whole thing because the camera just focuses on his crib—but I could see him throw his leg up over the side (not stepping on anything or using the bumper) and by the time I ran upstairs, he was out. It was near where the dresser is, but I’m not sure if he slid onto the dresser and then down or just straight over the side. Again, he wasn’t hurt, so he didn’t bang into the dresser or anything. He was NOT happy to be put back in the crib, either.
11:41am
I rush to our room to turn the monitor on to watch him again—and it’s pure static, which means somehow the camera came unplugged or the plug (power) got pulled. So I couldn’t see him and had to rely on listening to see if he escaped again. And I was paranoid. I waited a good 10 minutes and didn’t hear another thunk or hear him playing with the closet or crying…so I assume he’s napping.
So, I guess we rearrange the room tonight and start a new chapter. I’m so not ready for this.
I had it planned that we’d transition him when we moved—using the Double bed that we have—figuring we’ll have fewer visitors and won’t need the bed for guests. So now…we have to adjust that. Ugh. We don’t really want to use a toddler bed (because then he’d just have another transition moving to a Twin or bigger) and why buy a Twin since we do already have the Double?? So we’ll probably just use that (even though it will take up most of his room) and Uncle Rob will have to use the air mattress in the guest room. 🙂
Post-nap Owen
Si dow!
This morning Owen was playing with magnets on the fridge and turning them upside down. Of course I told him he was turning them upside down—and then he was saying his version: “si dow.” 🙂 He also repeated heck when Linda said it. We definitely have to start watching our language.
On another note, Owen is not a heavy sleeper in the car. If you brake suddenly or get off the highway or park the car, he’s up immediately. So we planned our departure for an hour before his nap time because we had 30 minutes of driving and then a quick 15 minute stop. So what happens? He falls asleep about 5 minutes into the drive. We figure we’ll still stop because he’ll wake up. Except he didn’t…when we stopped at a stop sign, parked the car, opened his door, and Tom stuck his face in and touched his nose. The boy was out cold! Amazing! So we just got back in the car and skipped the visit. Stinker!
Falling asleep in the car
I didn’t catch it quite early enough (I missed a few head bobs while my camera started up) but what I did get was cute enough to share. 🙂
Wipes, wipes, and more wipes!
Today’s baby wipe waste brought to you by Owen and mom who apparently left them too close to the crib.
Oh noooooo!!!!
GUESS WHO CLIMBED OUT OF HIS PACK AND PLAY THIS MORNING?!?! 😮 :no:
I heard him making noises (through the wall—I’m in the bedroom next to his) but then it was quiet again so I thought I’d just let him lay there. He’s always been pretty good about laying quietly once he gets up, so I didn’t bother to turn the video monitor on. But then I heard him chattering again so I went in there.
And imagine my total shock and surprise to see him standing at the end of the bed, as if he just slid off (the PnP is between the bed and the closet door with barely any space on the sides…so my guess is that he somehow got out onto the bed and didn’t just go over the end of the PnP).
Oh. My.
He hasn’t ever tried to escape before, so I think he was just trying to get his B (blanket) which he had chucked over the edge. At least I hope that’s all it was, because I am not prepared to deal with this right now (away from home).
Hoo boy.