Owenisms 52

Me: Owen do you have to poop?
Owen: No.
Me: OWEN GO POOP.
Owen: Okay.

Owen: Katie, those are my weapons. Don’t touch them. They’re for five year olds.

Owen was playing in our bed and fell off.
Me: Are you okay?
Owen: A Transformer tossed me off!

Out of the blue just now:
Owen: Remember when we put the necklace in the cooker?
Me: What? Necklace in the cooker!?!?
Owen: When Miss Ruth came to our old house without TJ just Emily. And we put the necklace in the cooker?
Then it hit me. She had brought Shrinky dink bracelets for the kids. His mind scares me.

We’ve been watching Wreck It Ralph a lot lately.
Owen: Mom, for Halloween, daddy can be Wreck It Ralph. You can be the girl from Heroes Duty.
Me: And you can be Fix It Felix.
Owen: And Katie can be Penelope Von Sweets! And Braxton can be King Candy! And my dog can be the cybug.

Me: Owen, did you go poop?
Owen: Yes! And I wiped!
Tom: Did you get it all?
Owen: Uhhhh.
Tom: Mom, you’d better check.
Me: Let’s go.
Owen pulls his pants down in the kitchen.
Me: No, go to the bathroom. Don’t pull your pants down yet.
Owen: I’m just getting my butt ready!

My little swimmers!

This isn’t the best video of how great Katie swims but it’s something (I have one week left to get a good video). She has no fear and just kick-kick-kicks her little legs so cute and motors around the pool.

Her favorite thing to do, however, is to climb up the ladder (not the steps—the ladder on the other side of the pool), walk two steps to the pool edge, then get back in the pool by sitting on her butt, rolling onto her stomach, then sliding into the pool. I hope to get a video of that, too. 🙂

Owen has apparently taught himself how to swim by watching other kids and maybe taking a few small tips from me (though he never seems to care, he must be listening). He obviously does better when he’s not holding a gun in one of his hands but it’s still miles ahead of where he was just a few weeks ago.

I can’t wait to get them both lessons next summer.

Both kids also like playing with other kids. Two little girls were there and at break time (when the kids have to get out of the big pool) they were all in the kiddie pool. The girls started to leave and Katie piped up: “Guys! Guys?” Their mom told them the little girl wanted them to stay, so they did. 🙂 Later when they did leave, Katie said “Bye! See you soon!” 🙂 Later, Owen was over playing ball with the girls and Katie had to be right in the middle of it. 🙂

Family fun at Pirates Cove

Before we moved, I bought a Groupon for Pirates Cove Waterpark and today was the day! It’s not huge like Great Wolf Lodge, but it’s plenty to keep the kids busy. We started in the wading pool (which is where Katie was supposed to stay since she isn’t potty trained).

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She did pretty good at waiting her turn in line when it was just a few kids, but when it got to be more than four or five, she either wanted to push to the front of the line or wait and let everyone pass her.

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While I was with Katie, Tom was with Owen over in the bigger pool.

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We asked him why he was swimming like this and he said because someone had tied his hands behind his back with a rope! Tom said he even went DOWN the waterslide like that. I love his imagination. 🙂

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Unfortunately, I could only keep Katie happy and occupied for so long before she REALLY wanted to go in the big pool with daddy and Owen. As in she was starting to throw a fit. So we left the gated wading pool…but the wheel only worked for about two minutes.

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Finally! She was with daddy in the big pool and she was HAPPY. And fearless. She went under twice, coughed and spit a bit, and then kept on chugging.

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She loved loved LOVED the waterslide. She would have gone down it the rest of the day if we let her.

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She really liked the pirate, too!

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And then we had a major tantrum because it was time to go back to the wading pool and she DID. NOT. WANT. TO. GO. I’ll spare you the few tantrum pics I took (and deleted). We got a funnel cake for a snack and that didn’t really even appease her much. Then she saw the sand area…so that’s where we headed.

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We had planned to stay longer, but about 2:30 we were leaving. Tom came up and said that Owen was being a major grouch so he lost his pool privileges. It felt like we had been there for a long time…but it was ONLY TWO HOURS. Egads. But the kids had fun. I can definitely see us getting a summer pass next year!

Bye bye Birdie…it’s bittersweet.

I wasn’t expecting to see this today in my Facebook feed—and it totally caught me off guard. I’m obviously happy, but it’s definitely bittersweet. I hate that we lost all the money we put into it (floors, deck, fence, shed, and stainless appliances), but am glad we were able to short sell fairly easily without losing more.

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It’s no secret to anyone that I didn’t love the house (that damn kitchen!) and it’s obvious it wasn’t going to be our forever home…but we still had six years worth of memories there—pre- and post-kids—and it’s a little sad to think it’s really gone. But then, I am an emotional sap…

Well, that was some excitement.

Owen locked Katie in his bedroom (technically accidentally but kind of on purpose because he was playing) and—SURPRISE!!—we don’t have a key to open it. None of the generic tools I found were working, our landlord didn’t have a key either, none of the neighbors we knew were home, and the hinges and knob screws were on the inside of the door (so I couldn’t remove them). Oh, and Tom is 1000 miles away.

Cue subdued panic for about 30 minutes while I texted Tom, texted the landlord, visited the neighbors, hunted for the tools, etc.

I finally jimmied it open…and now his knob is reversed, too. Is 9:30 too early for a drink?

Oh! The best part? All Owen was concerned with (if we didn’t get the door open) was he wouldn’t be able to sleep in his bed tonight.

A good time to not own this house.

The roof is leaking into the garage. With the torrential rains we had yesterday we had small puddles in the garage, the drywall tape is completely peeling away from the ceiling, and Tom could see mold (which means this isn’t a new problem). It can’t be good.

The landlord came out today and I’m guessing we’ll likely have to have the garage torn up eventually.

Lucky us, eh? I’m not sure where all our stuff is going to go so they can work on it.

But the good news is at least he’s not ignoring it!