This time, it took 166 photos over the course of the entire day to get the shot.

This time, it took 166 photos over the course of the entire day to get the shot.


While Tom and Marsha and Rob were out shopping this morning, Owen and I went for a walk to the golf course… (Sidenote: This is the only 3T outfit he has that still fits.)

“Machine!”

“Red! White! Yellow! Blue!” (Naming the colors on the sign.)

Hiding!

Another machine!

We were just about to head home when Owen started telling me his foot hurt. He hates wearing shoes so I thought he was just fooling me. But I unbuckled the sandal strap and felt around and didn’t see/feel anything that would be poking him so put it back on. He kept saying it hurt and I kept telling him nothing was wrong. He kept trying to get the shoe off himself so I finally took off the whole shoe…where I then saw a smashed red ant and three tiny bites. 🙁 Of course I felt like a horrible mom. Luckily when the shoes came off and the bug bite cream went on, he was totally fine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBboVszIR5M
He LOVES this and hands us pillows so we’ll attack him!
This is what happens when we leave Owen alone with my phone. He turned the phone on, swiped to unlock, opened the Photography folder, picked this Photobooth app, and took these pictures…
Owen, upon seeing the turkey: “That’s a big chicken!”
🙂
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zG5x59b3r7c
This is how he currently pronounces helicopter—approximately helicop(t)opter. Mom and I couldn’t stop laughing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hsFLtUNBkhw
He pulled all the pet beds from around the first floor and layed them all out in a row, then started jumping. When we’re talking about a clue, that’s from Blue’s Clues (a current favorite show), where blue paw prints signify a clue.
We had to waste some time at Sam’s Club while my tire got fixed, and this is where Owen decided to sit down for a bit. Smart boy!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8M6Bnr4kV9g
We were on our daily walk to the golf course but had to step off the green to let actual golfers play through. They took an interest in Owen and asked if he’d like a golf ball. Well, you know him, he can talk up a storm if he’s in the mood, but heaven forbid a stranger ask him a question. 🙂 So I took his hand and walked him over and he took the ball and off he went. And wow did he have a blast—throwing it and chasing after it. Lather, rinse, repeat.
http://shine.yahoo.com/mo…es-2607864.html
I might argue against #4 and we’ll find out about #6 in a year or so…but for the most part, this is dead on.
By sarahlynne | Moments Of Motherhood
Sarahlynne is a Parenting Guru and has been married to a United States sailor for 3 years and 3 deployments.
Owen’s size 8-9 Crocs don’t fit anymore and his toes hang over his size 9 Tevas, so I put him in size 11 Tevas. 😐 He probably only needs a 10, but I had bought 11 to be safe and they’re fine. And I packed up all his 3T clothes yesterday… 🙁
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xm1U9YrIFQ0
He loves getting under the covers and then using the iPad under there. He wiggles and squirms so much that he totally messes up all the covers on the bed. But dang it’s cute.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Je2GtJoLt0o
Is this just a little boy thing? He just started making these noises on his own!
Owen cracks me up. He’s never watched Handy Manny, but he has seen promos for it (at the end of other shows) so I’ve recorded it for when he’s ready. So this morning I asked if he wanted to watch Handy Manny and he says “I LOVE HANDY MANNY!” Even though he’s never actually seen it. :))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6arBIeK-48
Quite some time ago, I bought a duplicate Cars Mack Hauler in case something happened to his. Well, he found it in a box in the garage—and needless to say he wanted it…and was a little upset when he couldn’t have it. The whining had already been going on for a minute or so before I started recording.
Tonight we were headed to a friend’s house for dinner and Owen already had three cars in his hands and wanted to take two other toys and you could tell he was a bit confused as to just how he was going to make it work. So I told him to put everything in his basket—assuming I’d come back in a few minutes and have to actually do it myself. So imagine my surprise when I saw him standing at the front door…holding his basket…with all his cars and toys in it! I asked Tom if he had helped him and he said no. So Owen understood what I said and actually made it happen! YAY OWEN!
Then as soon as we pulled up at our friend’s house, he says “[Vir]ginia’s house!”
Also, over the past few days when he says he wants to go outside (or if we’re getting ready to go for a car ride) he will start saying shoes and coat and head off to find them. He even managed to get his Crocs on by himself!
It was back to the basics this year after three years of deluxe birthday balls during recruiting duty—no included open bar or hotel suite—but no $200+ for tickets, either. 😀 And, as usual, I didn’t know anyone (the Detroit years were the only time I’ve ever known anyone at a ball).



The official pictures didn’t go particularly well. The guy seemed somewhat knowledgeable, but he was too perfectionist and was all “Okay, lady tilt head left, lift chin up, move your arm to the left a bit, bend your elbow more, lean into him. Sir, chin towards me, no back a bit, look up, tilt your head sideways, take a tiny sidestep back.” But 10x worse. Oh my god it was tiring and distracting. Then he showed you the photos (digital, of course) and if you didn’t like it, he’d take more. Well, I hated all three he took of us, so I said “Can you just take a quick casual picture without all the direction?” Sure, and it ended up to be the best one but I still hated it (damn double chin—yeah, it’s me in all my glory but I hate to see it in a photo). So, it’s a $20 memory.
For whatever reason, the ceremony seemed to move more slowly than we’d remembered it, and we weren’t even starting dinner until 8:30—and we didn’t get cake until 9:45!! There was still no music or dancing by that point, and we honestly didn’t feel like staying and waiting for that to start…so we left at 10. Yeah, we’re apparently old fogies now. 😮
The local farmer’s market was having a big shindig today—reptiles, animals, hay rides, tractors, etc…so we were excited to take Owen. Yeah, he wasn’t thrilled. He wouldn’t even get close to the alpaca, let alone feed it (or even lean over and touch it when Tom was holding him). He liked the small snakes and geckos for about 30 seconds…until he got to the BIG snakes and was “done” (I was done way before that—I HATE SNAKES). He liked seeing the tractor, but didn’t want to sit on it. He had the most fun with the sidewalk chalk—and even that didn’t last more than a few minutes. So that was that. FAIL. But he was still a really good kid the whole time so overall it was still fun.
Then we went to Walmart and offered to buy him a pint-sized football…and he didn’t want it. I tried to get him a Cars-themed bath scrubbie, but he didn’t want that because he wanted the plastic Lightning McQueen Bath Bubbles next to it. FAIL. But he was still a really good kid the whole time so overall it was still fun.
Then we decided to go to Chick-Fil-A to let him try out the play area (one of those enclosed things) since we’ve been meaning to do it since we got here—and he wanted no part of that, either. He sat on the bench and played with his cars on the window ledge. FAIL. But he was still a really good kid the whole time so overall it was still fun. (And on a sidenote, he liked dipping his fries in the Polynesian sauce! SCORE!)

Owen’s babysitter (and one of our neighbors) Hannah turned 14 today, so while she was babysitting him (while we were at the birthday ball), she took him to her house for birthday cake and ice cream. He LOVED it, and they enjoyed watching him love it…and Hannah’s mom sent us this picture!
P.S. Grandpa Mike, you notice which hand he’s holding the spoon with?
Owen is a riot. The annoying neighborhood cat was following us on our walk so was in the road as a car was coming. Owen started saying “Look out cat! Look out cat! Look out cat!” And if that wasn’t cute enough, when the car safely passed, Owen said “Phew!”
Remember a previous month’s one-shot success? Today it took 87 tries.


I originally saw the basic recipe on Buns In My Oven and then added onion and garlic to make it more me. But all credit for this recipe goes to Buns—including being the impetus for making my first ever from scratch sausage gravy. Delish! And so easy! I cant believe it took me this long!
Yeah yeah yeah, my Aunt Marge has told me for YEARS how easy it was but I just never believed her. I even searched recipes but for some reason they just seemed like too many steps. But now that I can make regular gravy from pan drippings—and I happened to run across this very simple recipe—I figured it was time to try. And I’m so glad I did! YUM!

The so-simple recipe? 1# sausage, 1/2 cup onion, 1/4 cup flour, 2 cups milk, spices to taste (S&P, garlic). Of course I cheated on the biscuits and used frozen Pillsbury buttermilk biscuits but let’s just take things one step at a time! :p