Katie’s 2-year well-visit

She remembered the office and immediately went to the toys.

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Exploring in the room:

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Enough exploring—time for tech:

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The doctor said she seems perfectly healthy. She did notice a VERY SLIGHT heart murmur that she wants to get checked out eventually (she wants to get the ankle figured out first) but it’s nothing critical and she’s sure it will likely disappear.

Weight: 30 lbs. 7 oz. (was 26 lbs 7 oz.)—86th percentile (was 78th)
Height: 36″ (was 33-1/2″)—88th percentile (was 90th)
Head: 19.6″ (was 19″)—93rd percentile (was 90th)

And for the sibling comparison, at 24 months, Owen was:
Weight: 38# (greater than the 97th percentile)
Height: 39″ (greater than the 97th percentile)

She only had to get one shot and Owen was VERY concerned that he didn’t want to watch. I told him he didn’t have to, but he should to see that it’s not a big deal. (He is still freaked out about shots, even though the last time he got them he realized they weren’t a big deal.) So I held Katie on my lap and the nurse did it in three seconds and Katie squawked just a bit and then she was more enamored with the blue band-aid than anything…and Owen was saying “See Katie? It wasn’t bad at all!” 🙂

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Whoops! I meant to post this on 7/29.

I had taken Owen grocery shopping with me and through a unique set of circumstances he was gifted a tiny ninja trinket out of the coin-operated machines (they were located at the end of our checkout and the guy was filling them, heard Owen ask for the ninja and saw me search for change which I honestly didn’t have, and then he handed him one). I explained he was a very lucky little boy to get something like that. He was excited but he wanted another one and he kept asking me about it all night.
Owen: Mom, I want another ninja. A green one. When we go back to that store again, I want the guy to give me another one.
Me: Remember what I said? It was lucky you got that one. I’ve never had someone give me something out of a machine before and I’m way older than you. If you want one, you have to pay for it.
Owen: What’s pay?
We’ve had a talk about money, but I think it’s time to ramp it up. 🙂

I was putting Owen to bed and noticed his stool was moved away from his bed.
Me: Owen, do you want your stool on this side or that side?
Owen: I don’t need a stool anymore. I’m a big kid.
Me: Yes, you are. Okay then.
Owen: Watch, this is how big kids get into bed. (He climbs into bed.) See?
Me: Should we give the stool to Katie when she gets her real bed?
Owen: YES!

I then put Charlie’s cat bed back on his bed (it had gotten knocked off sometime while they were playing in there today).
Me: I’ll put Charlie’s bed back up here in case she decides to sleep with you tonight.
Owen: No. She sleeps with you now. (She has been sleeping with us ever since we got back from vacation and he misses her.)

Me: Owen, what do you want for dinner tonight?
Owen: Chicken nuggets…macaroni and cheese…and chewies [fruit chews].
Me: Okay.
Owen: Really?
I added fruit and yogurt, but yes!

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Me: Owen go find your shoes.
Owen: I can’t find them. Can I just wear my feet?

I smelled a grill or a fire.
Me: Owen! What do you smell?
Owen: /sniff sniff/ CAMPING! Who’s camping?
Me: Doesn’t it smell good?!
Owen: Yes. It smells like chicken!

We were trying to convince Owen to let us pull his loose tooth.
Owen: But my tooth is powerful!

Kindergarten registration!

Today was the day! We had been preparing Owen for a few days prior, telling him he would be seeing his new school. We didn’t know what all would be involved (aside from turning in the paperwork that I’ve had completed since June) but we were hoping we’d get a little bit of a tour. As we were walking out the door he said “But I forgot my backpack!” We told him we were just visiting today—school doesn’t actually start for another month. He was relieved (that he didn’t need his backpack) but a little bummed it wasn’t actually time for school.

It’s four miles and 10 minutes away so not too bad—but I’m still pissed we’re not within the district lines for the school that is 1.5 miles away. GRRR. But he will hopefully be taking the bus—we know the bus stop is at our corner and I know he wants to ride the bus—but we’ll see how it goes because we all know how Owen is with new things (though he is getting better).

First impressions? The place is HUGE—definitely not Grayling- or Kalkaska-sized. I was seriously in awe. And to think it’s one of two schools in a five-mile radius! (Click the picture to see it a bit bigger.)

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The lady who handled registration was very nice and Owen actually talked to her without being suddenly bashful. She was impressed with me because I had the forms already printed and filled out AND had a copy of the lease and his shot records for her to have. The only thing I didn’t have was a copy of his birth certificate and my drivers license—but that wasn’t on the list. (Well, I had his original birth certificate but hadn’t made their copy.)

She took us to see a kindergarten classroom which was really big—but not much set up yet. She said the class size will be about 20-25 with a teacher and an assistant (so just a handful more students than his pre-k class). It has their own bathroom, cubbies, windows, etc. She said they will go out once a week for art and twice a week each for phys ed and music. (I don’t remember going outside the classroom for that stuff until first grade but maybe we did?) They also go to the cafeteria for lunch. Which I guess I knew in the back of my mind…but that’s a lot more work for me coming from pre-k where breakfast AND lunch were provided for free. 🙂 We will find out who his teacher is going to be (and see his actual classroom) at the Open House in a few weeks.

The school was hopping when we got there about 9:20—she said it was the last day of their summer school programs. They were actually getting ready to start their morning welcome session in the cafeteria and asked if we wanted to join. We asked Owen and of course he did. He got to take a number for a game they would be playing and we sat at a table on the outskirts of the kids (who were all on the floor). He said he wanted to go sit with the kids and we said okay…but then he changed his mind (there were about 80 kids). Everything was done on a laptop and drop-down screen. We had to stand for the Pledge of Allegiance which he didn’t want to do—I never thought about it but this made me realize they didn’t do that in pre-k—but he eventually did. They also had a moment of silence which of course is when Katie piped up with “Mama, what are they doing?” 🙂 The game they played was Family Feud and the assistant principal used a random number generator on the laptop to choose who was going to get a chance to answer. Of course Owen was excited—and then bummed when his number was never called (they only called about 12 total for the first game and then we left before the second game was over because we had errands to do).

And then on the way out he threw a little tantrum because HE WANTED TO STAY. Well, at least we know he wants to be there. 🙂

So, overall, a successful trip. And we all can’t wait for school to start. 🙂

Owen’s nighttime swim

The community pool has two “night swims” a month where they open the pool from 8-10 (it normally closes at 8), turn the pool lights on, and serve ice cream for the kids. It would be past Owen’s bedtime, but I knew he’d love it—and I knew Tom would enjoy taking him, so I strongly suggested they go. 🙂

This was our exchange:

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I’m pretty sure he didn’t really talk to anyone (ask names or anything) but it’s so cute that he calls everyone his friend and he’s so excited! Tom said he was REALLY glad he went and loved watching Owen. And they’re both eagerly awaiting the next night swim in two weeks. 🙂

Back to the city park

We couldn’t stay as long as we’d planned last night after Dairy Queen, so we took the kids back today. Of course, Katie was THRILLED to be swinging: “Look Owee! I’m swinging!”

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Owen was playing Frozen with two older girls until they left…then he looked bummed and I asked what was wrong. “I need the two girls to be my archers!” Here, he’s “just resting.” 🙂

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It took some convincing, but we got him up there.

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Then of course Katie wanted up as well.

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Owen: Mama, I want to go to the new house.
A minute goes by.
Owen: Mama, I want to play with my toys.
A minute goes by.
Owen: Mama, I really want to go to school.

Owen had plumbers crack while building Legos. Tom went and tickled him. Owen jumped.
Owen: HEY!!! STOOOOP!
Tom: I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.
Owen: WELL HELP IT!

Me: Owen, what do you want for breakfast? A sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit?
Owen: Yes, and an oval chicken thing.
Me: Huh? Oh, that’s a hash brown. It’s potato, not chicken.
Owen: Yes!

Gramma Jean was putting Owen to bed and they were talking.
Owen: Tomorrow is going to be a big day.
GJ: What’s going on?
Owen: Don’t say the F word…
GJ wonders why he’s talking about the F word.
Owen: FIREWORKS!

Me: Owen, would you like gramma to do your hair?
Owen: No! I’m not a baby girl!

Going with Gramma to a neighbor/friends house.
Owen: I’m going to be bashful here.
And then proceeded to talk the whole time.

There was a beeping noise in the bedroom and Tom turned it off.
Owen: Thank you for solving the problem.

Owen was showing someone his new water gun.
Friend: That can hold a lot of water.
Owen: Yes!
Friend: You could really get your dad wet with that!
Owen: If he has his suit on!

Tom: Owen, do you want to wear your sunglasses?
Owen: Yes, I want to look fancy.

We helped save the Rialto!

We donated to the Restore the Rialto Kickstarter campaign and used our two free tickets today to take Owen to see How to Train Your Dragon 2.

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The first thing Owen said when he sat down is “Where do I set my drink?” Spoiled kid, used to newfangled seats with attached cup holders. 🙂

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Owen has a loose tooth!

Owen was eating an apple and watching a movie. Tom was unpacking the office and I was upstairs checking on a napping Katie when I heard Owen crying behind me. Of course I was confused why he came to me since Tom had been right there with him.

So I’m trying to get information out of him to figure out where Tom is and what’s wrong and he just looked and sounded so pathetic but all he was saying was something about his tooth. Yep, it turns out one of his lower front teeth is loose, and eating the apple obviously loosened it and he got freaked out. He eventually admitted he was scared.

So we had a talk about how it just meant he was growing up, he’s getting bigger and healthier adult teeth, etc. He knows all about it from school, including the whole tooth fairy thing. So I got excited and said “Let’s go downstairs and find daddy and tell him the good news!” He thought that was a good idea so off we went and as soon as I saw Tom he said “Did you see Owen’s tooth!”

Wait. What?

Yeah, turns out he WAS there when it happened, he told Owen every single thing [which I then repeated], and he was the one who sent Owen up to tell me the good news! Kids!

Owen was still sniffling a bit and didn’t want a loose tooth, etc., and was a bit grouchy.

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He did let Tom cut his apple into pieces, and by the time Katie got up from her nap about 15 minutes later, he was all excited: “Katie! Katie! I have a loose tooth and it’s going to come out!” 🙂

Lorton, here we come!

Well, me and the kids anyway. And Maggie. Right on schedule at 10:00. With the Prius packed to the hilt with a crap ton of stuff for two nights (pillows, air beds, sheets, towels, stuffed animals, blankets, sound machines, night lights, food, snacks, drinks, kids’ med kit, toys, books, iPad, laptop…and Maggie and all her stuff)! Katie is back there, too, but I was lazy and didn’t take my phone out of the dash holder to take the picture.

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The kids were really good—Katie watched Despicable Me 2 on a continuous loop and was perfectly content…and Owen alternated between playing on his phone and just watching the road. He did enjoy watching my mapping app (Waze) and kept notifying me of “yellow triangles” (road hazards like stopped cars) and police. When this came up he was like “WOW!! Look at all that stuff popping up!”

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Katie had fallen asleep about 1:00 and Owen was adamant he didn’t need a rest. This was taken at about 1:15. 🙂

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There were a few slowdowns around Stafford (when aren’t there?) but we made it in good time, even with the traffic snafus.

Welcome home! Amazon packages were waiting!

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And the kids had A BLAST running around the house.

And they saw COOKIE MONSTER in the garage…so it had to come in immediately. 🙂

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It was hotter than hell (and humid) so unpacking the car wasn’t fun. Katie also kept opening the garage door and coming outside—leaving the door wide open with Maggie right there. We’re going to have to put some kind of lock on the outside of the door, I think. Probably on the inside, too. (I’m not sure why these doors are so much easier to open than ours were—she could only open our lever-handle door, not the knobs.) She’s going to be a 180 from Owen on just about everything, escaping included.

Dinner was an escapade. I’d been planning on PB&J…except I apparently forgot the peanut butter and the bread I brought was moldy. Panic! We were all STARVING since we hadn’t eaten since breakfast and it was almost 4! I ended up pulling pizza bagel bites from freezer (that we brought up two weeks ago). There’s lots of pantry stuff but it’s all packed away in the hot garage and not immediately accessible. There’s always take-out but that will be tomorrow!

They were happy, though!

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Riding in the car:
Owen: Mom! Katie took her shoes off!
Me: Katie, you need to put your shoes on if you want to go outside.
Katie: *raspberry*
Owen: Katie, that is not a good decision.

Playing in the pool:
Katie: Are you hungry mama?
Me: No.
Katie: Are you hungry Owie?
Owen: Yes! I want electricery soup with guns in it.

Owen pooped in the potty and I said it was a small poop.
Owen: No, it’s big.
Me: No, it’s small.
Owen: Big.
Me: Small.
Owen: If you say that again I’m going to punch you in the face.
Me: NO SIR.
Owen: Then I will…touch you in your eyeball.

I still hadn’t eaten lunch at 3:30 so was eating a small snack of tortilla chips, nacho cheese, and guacamole.
Owen: Can I have some chips and guacamole?
Me: This is my lunch. You already ate lunch with daddy. Remember? Your egg sandwich?
Owen: I can have double lunch!

Busy back yard morning!

The playset was coming down as the waterslide was going up! I couldn’t watch too much of the playset teardown because I was really very sad about it. I worried how Owen would handle it…but he literally looked out the window and said “Awww, I’m going to miss the playset…BUT THE WATERSLIDE WILL BE SO FUN!” And we didn’t hear another word about it.

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Owen: Daddy’s late.
Me: Yes.
Owen: Does he have a meeting?
Me: Yes.
Owen: Maybe it’s where they’re all sitting in a circle holding hands?
Me: Maybe. 🙂

Tom was pouring rum to make a drink and Owen wanted to smell it.
Ugh. It smells like medicine!

Tom: Owen, tell mama to suck it up.
Owen: Mama, don’t suck it.

At bedtime, I asked Owen if he had to poop. He grabbed at his crotch and said “FIRING UP!”

Me: Do you want some cheese?
Owen: Yes, I’d like a string of cheese.

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Out playing in the backyard.
Owen: Mama, close your eyes.
I close my eyes.
Owen: No peeking!
Then he hands me this:

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Talking about a time he threw up.
Owen: Remember that time when I was four and ate the pizza?
Me: Yes.
Owen: And we got home and I felt some little throat stuff coming up into my mouth so I ran to the bathroom and then plop.

Getting into bed at night.
Good night darth vader. *KISS* Good night ogre. *KISS* Good night other darth vader. *KISS*

It was raining and thundering.
Owen: Mama, do we have cheddar?
Me: Cheddar?
Owen: Yes, cheddar.
Me: Cheese?
Owen: No! Cheddar! Like on the Doc McStuffins storm show.
Me: Cheddar?! I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Owen: I’ll show you.
I put the episode on. The characters say they have each other.
Owen: See—cheddar!
Me: Ahhhh! EACH. OTHER. Two words. And yes, we have each other.

Owen: I gotta go potty.
Tom: Are you going poop?
Owen: No, pee.
Tom: Isn’t that potty?
Owen: No, pee is pee and poop is poop.

Wait. Owen can read?!

Owen pretty much read this entire page to me on his own.

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Wait. What?!

When did this happen? We haven’t practiced much reading at all! He’s been doing ABCMouse but I don’t think there’s much (if any) actual reading involved. But he probably read about half the book!

We asked him where he learned how to read and this time it was “at book school next to the DC store” (with DC being where we’re moving).

I’m just floored. Thrilled, but floored.

Siblings having a swinging good time

At an impasse…

Katie was swinging and Owen asked if he could, too. (Of course he doesn’t need to ask but he does.) This wasn’t quite what I expected:

Then he was all about pushing Katie. He’s never really wanted to before…so…YAY!

First, a hug. 🙂

Then a few pushes.

Then he decided to twist her—and OH the fun both of them had!!

More twisting!

Pushing…and getting kicked…and loving it!

Swinging together! He’d get her moving then hop on his own swing!

Finally, Owen twisting himself!

I’m glad they’re enjoying the swings…but why did Owen have to start liking them NOW? A year after we got the playset and a month before we have to sell it? See? The guilt. 🙂

My mother’s day do-over!

Since Mother’s Day was spent house hunting/traveling, I officially declared MY Mother’s Day would be this weekend. 🙂 So our day started with a trip to Costco, Owen’s face-painting at the farmer’s market…and then since it was a GORGEOUS day, time spent outside using the deck/pool/yard/playset (we’re trying to use it as much as we can since we will have NONE of it at the new house)…

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We were playing music outside.
Owen: DJ Shuffle is in the house!
Us: Whaaaaa?!?!

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Owen hurt himself with that jump/landing, but felt a little better when I showed him the cool picture I got of him in mid air!

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While we were outside, Tom went and got the mail…and my mother’s day present (that I ordered for myself!) had arrived! I LOVE IT SOOOOO MUCH! (It’s an 11×14 wrapped canvas.)

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Then Tom grilled super yummy BBQ chicken (which Owen tried and liked!) and I made a huge batch of our favorite tomato and basil bruschetta and we ate on the deck!

And even though I got these from Owen awhile back (done at school), I forgot to post them, so there’s no better time or place than right now!

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I love his answers! And he didn’t do too badly…though I can’t believe he said salad instead of any other number of things! 🙂

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So overall I had a GREAT mother’s day do-over!

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I had asked him what lunch was. I’m guessing a tortilla wrap.
Owen: I like the chicken. But outside the tortilla. It tastes like dinosaur. Or maybe chicken.

Driving somewhere with Tom:
Owen: Look! Slow turtles!
Tom was confused until he realized he meant one of these:

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I handed Owen an old tattered B.
Owen: Maybe when gramma comes again she can fix it with her fixing machine.

He says stuff like this all the time:
Remember? Last week? For Christmas a long time ago? OR Remember? Last year? When I was four last time ago?

Me: What did you have for lunch today?
Owen: Hard chicken.
Me: Hard chicken?! What’s that?
Owen: It kinda tastes like cardboard.

At breakfast:
Excuse me? Last night? My dreams were a pretty little bit good.

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Owen: Mama, I’m sorry. I have to go.
Me: Why, where are you going?
Owen: The clone trooper work.
Me: Okay. I’ll miss you.
Owen: I’m sad. I’ll miss you in my heart. But then I’ll come home and I’ll be happy!

Owen had a bunch of sticks and water in a bucket.
Me: What kind of soup are you making?
Owen: IT’S NOT SOUP! IT’S POTION!
Me: Okay, what kind of potion are you making?
Owen: Uh…stick. Stick potion.

Owen: When I was at the hospital for a week for six minutes…

Owen has been randomly mentioning Facebook.
Me, to Tom: I have no idea how he knows about Facebook—I don’t talk about it.
Tom: Owen, what’s Facebook?
Owen: I think I see pictures or something.

Tonight we read “There was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly.”
Me: There was an old lady who swallowed a horse. She died, of course.
Owen: Why did she die?
Me: You can’t eat a horse.
Owen: No, you have to eat healthy things!

Driving by Dunkin Donuts:
Owen: And that’s Dunkin Donuts.
Me: How do you know Dunkin Donuts?
Owen: They have chocolate balls and vanilla balls. Braxton’s mom brings them.
(Yes, she does bring them to our mommy play group get-togethers…but it’s literally been eight months since it’s happened.)

We were all in the car and Tom and the kids were picking me up after their trip to Lowe’s. Tom said they bought Katie a toy.
Tom: Katie, show mama your toy.
Katie: babble babble
Me: Katie can I see your toy?
Katie: babble babble
Owen: Whining.SHE DOESN’T CARE!

Shy at the dentist

Owen was excited about going to the dentist today—on the way in he was literally saying “I LOVE GOING TO THE DENTIST!” He got a cup of water from the water cooler. He brushed his teeth and went potty. He sat in the chair with no problem. The X-rays went fine. He even put the sunglasses on without issue (he’s always refused before).

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Then when it came time to actually clean his teeth, he got shy (his words, of course). And not really a cute shy—but a grouchy/scared not-going-to-open-my-mouth shy. Sigh. It took a few minutes but I finally figured out he didn’t really want the tangerine-flavored toothpaste (even though he likes oranges) so once he picked raspberry he was fine. Kids!

He got his picture taken for having no cavities and got two stickers and got to pick out a toy! He was thrilled.

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I push Katie in the swing.
Katie: Mama swing!
Me: How about Owen swing?
Owen: No I have bad guys to get.

Me: Owen, who do you want to read your story tonight?
Owen: Good night daddy.
Me: I guess that means me.

It was a rainy Saturday so after our errands we all put on comfy pants.
Me: Comfy paaants!
Owen: Comfy pants party!

Me: Owen, you’re cute.
Owen: Even my butt wiggle? [Of course, accompanied by the said butt wiggle.]

And we’re back to asking why on everything.
Owen: Where are you going?
Me: To the garage.
Owen: Why?
Me: To get a pan.
Owen: Why?
Me: To cook dinner.
Owen: Why?

Owen: What’s the name of this song?
Me: Broken Wings
Owen: Why?
Me: Because that’s what the writer wanted.
Owen: Why?

Tom: Remember we have to Skype with Grandma Marsha today—it’s her birthday.
Owen: Why?

Owen: Mama, you know who likes pancakes?
Me: Everyone likes pancakes!
Owen: Except bad guys who don’t like pancakes!