That squinty smile

Not sure exactly why he smiles like this. But my theory is, he is copying Cris. Here is a little collection of that wonky smile.

Random photos

Jurassic Owen

We went to the Museum of Nature this past weekend. Its been under construction for a while now but they recently opened up their Dinosaur and mammal exhibits again. So we took advantage of their free Saturday mornings, after Kinder Musik (how yuppie) and went. It was crazy busy and Owen wasn't overly interested in anything except the shiny new silver railings. So props to the guy who picked out the railings. We gave it three thumbs up and several messy fingerprints.

The last photo is a video image of heat radiating from Cris and Owen's head! It was funnier in person! But it still is funny to see how big Cris' head is.

Prepare to say Awwwwww

Here is Owen's 1st Halloween! We went around with his "cousins" for a bit. Cris and I were very unimaginative. We went as parents. Cris... I mean Owen managed to collect quite the bag full of sugary goodness.

By time we got back home, we had missed most of the neighbourhood kids. So now we are stuck with big boxes of candy and chips and a bag full of sugar. And a 100 lollipops, my least favorite. This going to resultin some major sugar highs around our household in the coming days! (note I said days- despite the overwhelming number, the candy won't last weeks)

Happy Halloween!!!!

Hitting a new low

The other day, I was feeding Owen some dinner, which consisted of pureed crap/beef stroganoff and some home made frozen corn (cooked- people please). Owen decided he didn't want the corn anymore and spit it out. It got stuck to his face. So I picked it off. And yes, you guessed it.

I ate it.

I can't say any more.

The longing

So as predicted, I have no time for my beloved blog. I think of it daily. It calls to me at night, when I am curled up on the couch watching "Heroes" or "Project Runway". I try to wirte for it in my head. Cute little witty banter. Wonderful metaphors about sports and poop. But with my new job, Cris and actually caring for Owen, it seems I never have anytime. So hear are the lame updates with limited puns and repartee.

So Owen is home with Cris. Both are loving it! Th ehouse has seen better days. The piles of laundry and dishes seem to be never ending as Cris has quickly discovered.

I started a new job at the National Art Centre. Pretty exciting. Its only my second day and its a bit overwhelming. But I think every first few days at a new job are overwhelming. But so far so good!

Owen is babbling away. You can ask him where Mama is and he looks at me. "where's Papa" and he looks at Cris. We think he is even starting to figure out who Lola is. Cris thinks Owen calls to him. I am in denial. Owen can pull himself to standing. And does it often. Anywhere. All the time.

He still has no teeth. I am sure they are coming...right...???

Cris and I still have all of ours.

So there it is. A tiny glimmer of our life as typed quickly while Owen sleeps. Hopefully as I get into a routine I will have more time for my blessed blog. Till next time my precious...

Can you hear me now??

OK ...the best new trick is Owen loves to listen to the phone. So when I call home Cris will put the phone up to his ear. Owen gets super excited! Yesterday I got to witness it first hand when Cris called and I put the phone up to Owen's ear. His eyes got huge and he had a big smile on his face. He was so happy to hear Cris on the other end. But now when ever the phone rings he tries to grab the phone from me. He makes a big grunting noise and takes swipes at the phone. He does the same when I have food he wants (mainly toast but occasionally coffee cups, donuts...). Cute now, but I guess when he's 12 it may not be so cute.

The end?

Well the end is near...I return to work on Tuesday. So I am not sure what will happen with this blog. I am focused on spending as much time as possible with Owen so I will have to see how much time I have to come up with something witty to say.