The words are coming faster!

Since I posted a week ago, here are more new words:

baby
broken
boo (as in peek-a-boo—he only says the boo part) 🙂
rain
beach
tuba
drum
guitar
horn
track
ramp
bus

And some words (turtle) and letters (W) are MUCH clearer than they used to be. And we’re getting a lot of “____ gone” sentences. And I swear he read “at” during Super Why today. 🙂

Someone likes the slide again!

We have been going to the community center preschool once a week for the past 10 weeks, and Owen has NOT ONCE wanted to go on the slide—even with my coaxing AND watching other kids—until, of course, the last five minutes of the last session today…at which point he apparently decided he loved it and went down about eight times before I had to stop him (class was over).

So when we came home and after his nap, we went out to play (since it was like 68 degrees) and I hauled out his slide from last summer…and…HE LOVED IT! And was old enough to climb up and slide down on his own (though I had to help him a few times until he got the hang of climbing up). He slides down then says “again!” over and over.

Splashing! Playing!

Today was the first nice day of the year—55 and sunny—so Owen and I went outside to play! The first time we went out, Owen was excited to see THREE trucks come by—the garbage truck, the mail truck, and the FedEx truck! When the FedEx truck went by, he said “X! F!” 🙂 He also enjoyed splashing in the puddles.

After lunch, when it was about time for Tom to come home, we went out again. This time there was much more splashing!

He did not want to go inside—he apparently now remembers how fun it is to be outside—so we went out to the porch while the grill heated up for dinner. He wanted to play with Maggie’s toy…but she wanted the toy more, so she knocked him down trying to get it. He had a fit until I went downstairs and brought up this toy from last summer. You should have seen his face when he saw it—so happy!

First bowl of ice cream

Owen has certainly had ice cream before, but today we went to Oberweis Dairy with Papa and Grannie Smith and ordered him his very own bowl (instead of just feeding him bites of ours or letting him lick our cones).

When he got down to the bottom of the cup he was having a hard time, so Tom took over feeding him.

Then the manager came over to check on us, and gave Owen a balloon and some stickers!

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? 😉

Happy 2nd Birthday, Owen!

Happy birthday, Owen! Smile for your first picture of the day!

First photo of the day

I was amazingly proud of him at our play group today. He actually sat in the song circle for the first time EVER…for THREE songs even! And was pretty happy and smiley about it! At the end of song three, he announced loudly “DONE!” 🙂 and then, surprise #2…he went to the playdough table! What? Huh? Awesome! AND THEN…he actually participated in the art project!! He put glue on the paper (and maybe in his mouth) and stuck some stickers on! And he kinda liked his birthday crown! And grandma AND dad were there to see it!

Art project!
Crown 1
Crown 2

So when we got home, we tried for the “official” birthday photo…and lucked out with this one:

2nd birthday photo

Then he had his nap, and we got to experience this when we got up:

Then since it was pretty warm out (32!) we decided to take Owen outside. I know he doesn’t like to play in the snow, so I didn’t even put his snowpants on him. We gave him a few sled rides and you could see he didn’t really care too much. Grandma Jean coerced him up onto the porch…

…where after a few minutes, he suddenly laid down, crawled toward the bushes, and started playing in the snow between the bushes! He was digging and digging and flinging snow around—his mittens were packed with snow. Then when you thought he might be done, he’d do a low-crawl to the next section of the porch and dig some more. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem to mind the cold at all!

After dinner, it was time for CAKE—and he certainly knows cake when he sees it! 🙂

Waiting for cake!
Eating cake!

And then for the day’s big finale…a BAF!

Birfday baf!