To Stand or Not To Stand And Other Things

To Stand or Not To Stand...And Other Things
By Owen, 10 & 1/2 months.


Stand! I try. When I'm holding onto my rocker seat or Mommy's hands.


Scoot. I'm getting good at that. I move along on my belly using my knees to push forward and I get around. I can go from the dining part of the house to the family room part and back.


Cat Water Dish. I go there. I love putting my hand in that cool clear stuff. The Mommy always pulls me away. I don't like that.


Eat! I can put food in my mouth. I do like that. Cheerios, Bread, Crumbs that I find on the floor. I scream when I want something to eat. I scream Loud and The Mommy's feet start moving fast then. And she gives me that food.



That Special Word. That word that they use to call me: Owen. Owen. It's a nice sounding word:
The Mommy: "Owen. Owen! Owen, no, sit down."
Big Brother Rhys: "Hi Owen."; "Owen, no, stop!"
The Daddy: "Owen. Hi there. I love you!"
Big Brother Noah: "Owen! I think he likes me. Do you love me, Owen?"

Owen. A cool word.


Sounds. I can do a mean scream. The best is when I am unhappy. Like when The Mommy tries to put me down for a nap. And I do other sounds: "Me-me-me-me"; "Ba-ba-ba-ba"; "Baaaaaaaaa....."


Hands. Cool things. I like to look at them. And I can make them move. I wave them at people or I open and close them or if I want something, I reach them out to grab at something or I sue them to tell The Mommy I want something.


Mote. My favorite toy. I know that it makes the picture on the big square box change. I've tried to change those pictures myself. That's when my Big Bros or The Mommy yells out that special word again:

"Owen!"
Nice.

Happy New Year, Happy New Times

It's been a busy time these last few weeks since the Christmas holidays. We've hosted two sets of family, and the boys engaged in lots of playtime with their new rescue helicopters and Wii system, along with a couple of trips out to their favorite haunts. School has started again, and along with that comes a flurry of new activity. And in the midst of it all, 10 month old Owen is crawling and cruising and becoming more independent...and much more vocal. Time is beginning to fly again...but so far, the time has been good and happy....

So Happy New Year to you, and Happy New Times...

Christmastime

This was Christmas week: two Grandmas visiting, two excited boys and one baby's 1st Christmas. Not to mention a couple of cool freight trains from Santa, some rescue helicopters from Grandpa & Grammy and a surprise oil tanker truck for Daddy. All in all a great time.

Twas The Night Before Christmas...

...and all through the house
two little boys clad in sleeper pajamas
listened to their Dad as he read them the stories
of the Night Before Christmas and the birth of Christ Jesus
Then after a prayer, and hugs and kisses for all around
they both ran to their beds
and jumped in to snuggle under their blankets
to await the coming of Santa and Christmas morn'...

Sleep tight little men...
morning will be here before you know it.

Special Singing Time

Last Thursday, my class and I went to the senior home next store and performed for the seniors who live there. We sang three songs: The Mango Song, My Favorite Things & Frosty the Snowman. I liked it alot. Mommy and Daddy came with Baby Owen to watch. My other classmates - their Moms and Dads came too. It was a fun time. My teacher Nicole sat up front and directed us on when to sing. We all did. She wanted us to sing loudly and I did. In fact my friend, Rafael's Dad said I sang the loudest. I was like a "choral leader" what ever that means.

Here's part one song I sang. It's called The Mango Song:


Momma, Momma, I want some mango.
Papa, Papa, please payaya.
No No Nana, a ripe banana;
Kiwi, Kiwi, Kiwi, Kiwi...
Red berries, Berries blue,
these are fruits that are so good for you!


It was a fun time. It made me really happy to do it. I love to sing.

- Noah

Thanksgiving, 2010

Daddy made dinner. Noah helped. Rhys, once again, was oblivious, until it was time to eat. Owen got his first bite of mash potato along with sweet potato and he ate it up and then some.  It was a good time.  

The Start of a Tradition

Three Saturdays ago, Matt and Noah went to a college football game: University of Colorado vs. Iowa State. This is the second year in a row that they were able to go together. Once again, Noah loved it. And of course, Daddy did too. And hopefully next year, another opportunity will come up for them to share in another experience like this together...just father and son and football.