Oh my beloved blog

Every so often I think of this beloved page and cringe. Not only at the date of the last entry but also at the thought of catching up. So much has changed and happened. I think if I just do a bullet list I will loose this guilt. I will even try and post pictures later (I look at the photos and cringe again! Owen looks so young and its only been a few months. He has so much more hair (that I tried to cut last night but that is a whole other story) and less baby fat. He looks like a "real boy" now.)

So what have we been up to in the world of Owen:

We moved and Owen loves it. He runs around our empty formal living and dining room as a gentle reminder that we have no furniture in there. We call it the jogging track since Owen literally runs in circles in there.

Owen has so many words now. And he uses them. To demand food, tv (only one programme about cars which drives me nuts, both that he actually recently starting asking for tv and his choice in shows), blanket, water and some of the kids from day care, which I guess he thinks I can make magically appear because he wants them too. Working on that teleporting thing Owen, I promise.

Owen has gone back to waking up at night. Only once but it drives me nuts. Just as I was forcing him off of it, he got sick or is teething this week. So I will have to start all over once he is well. Ugg.

Owen is getting a whack of molars in but in true odd Owen fashion he is still missing a whack of teeth in the front. He only has 7 teeth in the front, which sounds like a lot but he has gapping holes. I think that, partnered with the baby fat, is why people always refer to him as a baby and then do a double take when I say he is almost two. Like some how I am mistaken about his age. Clearly this pile of mush is too far down the milestone chart to be 22 months old. He doesn't even read (gasp).

Owen has discovered jumping. Although, we call it reverse jumping. Its hard to explain but basically imagine trying to jump into the sidewalk and that's Owen. He gets noooo air time at all. But he insists at every crack in the sidewalk to "jump". It's almost like a physical tick that make people look away in sorrow.

Well my lunch is officially over but I think I got a good chunk down in Coles note version. Hopefully I will keep this momentum going. Damn facebook and Scrabulous is so distracting!

How do you explain a cup of pee in your garbage?

We made a miraculous discovery the other day. Liquids come out of body parts. Mind blowing I know.

It never dawned on me how exciting it would be for Owen when he discovered it. I guess he always feels stuff happening but maybe never realised what exactly was going on there.

So how did we figure this out? Oh the fun.

Owen had been soaking diapers in a few hours, for a few weeks and the Dr. recommended we take a urine sample. So she asked if if we thought we could collect a sample in a little cup. Perhaps running the water in a bath tub. Now I had made that mistake before. I had Owen by the tub, in the buff, getting his bath ready and it quickly resulted in a puddle on the bathroom floor. So I assured the Dr. collecting a specimen wouldn't be a problem.

So with cup and naked baby in hand, I ventured off to the tub. I popped Owen in the tub and ran the water. It didn't take long before things "took affect". But I guess Owen had never actually seen it happen. He sucked his belly in to get a good look, which results in the "collection" stopping. So I would cheer him on to pee some more. But every time he would start up again, he would stop to see it happen. Once it was all said and done, he had a huge smile and a new respect for that thing down there! Of course now he stares at it waiting for something more to happen. Thank god he has limited skills in that area.

In the end, I forgot the cup in the fridge and the sample was no good anymore. Nothing like coming home at the end of the day to a good cold cup of pee.

Owen hates to leave the park

Owen loves the park!

We have discovered Owen loves the park. Who wouldn't!! These are what photo montages are made of!

Mr. Potato head

Bath time

Following potato time!

Owen Discovered mash potatoes

Not that he hasn't had them before. But oh boy did he explore them this time around!!

Adding to the bathtub list

-Box of meatballs

Things I have found recently...

In the bath tub:

-lots of dog kibble
-toilet paper
-socks
-blanket
-baby wipes (individual and box)
-my hair clips
-shoes

Little Einstein

Who said we don't provide a stimulating environment at home.

The things we learned about science through the use of dog kibble:

-One dog serving can be dumped easily on the floor
-stepping on dog food makes a fun noise and mess
-When all the dog food is on the floor, the dog will still eat it
-Kibble does not float in the water dish
-But it is extremely enjoyable to remove the dog kibble from the water dish
-Dog food bounces when thrown in the bathtub
-But it doesn't bounce when landing in a puddle
-When dog food is wet it smells awful, tastes worst and leaves crap on your hands
-Cleaning dog kibble out of the bath tub is a pain (Oh no wait that was my lesson)
-Dog kibble can be hidden well under all the furniture and appliances, keeping mom's entertained for hours.

Next electricty and chemicals

Pearly white-ish

Here is the infamous tooth grouping! Don't mind the Kraft Dinner.

I managed to trick him into laughing by doing something funny. I am an evil one! Hopefully you can see them in there. They really are there!!!