The other night while rocking Owen before bed and talking about our day he said "The tree scared me cause I bonked, but bananas are our friends".
I have no response to that. Night Night Owie.
I love that kid.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Why Is That Fun?
The other night while hubby was getting Owen dressed for bed, I hear them saying "Mommy come find us!" They were in Owen's room hiding (in all but plain sight), but I played along looking high and low..."Daddy...Owen...where are you"??? I looked under the bed...in the dresser drawers...under the changing table...all the time hearing Owen giggle and say "nooooo" at each of my incorrect searches. Finally I "found" them behind the rocking chair and Owen squealed in delight! "Gen Mommy...Gen!!" OK...we can do it again...so I left the room and this time they hid in the closet. I went back in the room to search for them...again looking high and low...in the trash can, on the shelf, etc. All the time Owen is giggling in the closet. I go to the closet and swing open the door, and when I say that kid screamed he S.C.R.E.A.M.E.D. That kid screamed like he was Jamie Lee Curtis and I was Michael Myers. He then laughed his head off and said "GEN Mommy!! GEN!!!!" So we did that a few more times...Each time he screamed like he was the last survivor in a slasher movie. Each time he laughed until he almost fell over. Each time he wanted to "DO IT GEN!!". After 4-5 times I was afraid Owen would loose his voice and our ears would start bleeding from the noise level. Silly boy.
But why is that fun??? Why is being scared half to death fun? I don't get it. I don't like it. But my kid...my kid LOVED IT!
I love that freako kid.
But why is that fun??? Why is being scared half to death fun? I don't get it. I don't like it. But my kid...my kid LOVED IT!
I love that freako kid.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Target, Of Course!
Owen is obsessed with everything Mickey Mouse. No, really. OBSESSED. My mom sent him a cardboard Mickey Mouse Visa card that he carries around everywhere. The other day it was laying on the counter next to where I was standing and holding him. He said "Mom...I need my Mickey Mouse credit card". "What do you need it for?", I ask. "To buy stuff." "Where are you going to buy stuff?" "At Target." Duh.
He is SO our kid.
He is SO our kid.
Babies and Bah's
Now that Owen is 2.5, and hubby is gainfully employed, we have been discussing making Owen a big brother. So we ask him...
"Owen, do you want to be a big brother!"
"No."
"How about a Baby Scarlet, or Baby Cade at home?" (Scarlet and Cade are the babies at his school, and the only reference he has to babies).
"No-Just Owie."
HHHMMM...ok...
We are also thinking of finally getting rid of his "Bah" (pacifier). Now I know, he's 2.5, so why does he even still have a Bah?? Well, he ONLY has it when sleeping, it's not messing up his teeth, he truly doesn't fall asleep without it, and once it falls out at night, he keeps sleeping. So really, I don't care that he has it, it's like a blanket or comfy toy to help him fall asleep. BUT, if we are going to add a new baby to the mix, the Bah needs to be gone, and I don't want him to associate new baby and loosing his Bah (he will already loose his room!), so the Bah must go!
The other morning we were laying in bed before getting up and I told him that soon we need to send his Bah's to the babies who need them because he's getting to be a big boy. Babies need Bah's, not big boys. His response was "No-just Owie!" I guess he's got me figured out, and he's not having it! I'll keep you posted on the baby and Bah situation!
I love that wants-to-be-an-only-child kid!
"Owen, do you want to be a big brother!"
"No."
"How about a Baby Scarlet, or Baby Cade at home?" (Scarlet and Cade are the babies at his school, and the only reference he has to babies).
"No-Just Owie."
HHHMMM...ok...
We are also thinking of finally getting rid of his "Bah" (pacifier). Now I know, he's 2.5, so why does he even still have a Bah?? Well, he ONLY has it when sleeping, it's not messing up his teeth, he truly doesn't fall asleep without it, and once it falls out at night, he keeps sleeping. So really, I don't care that he has it, it's like a blanket or comfy toy to help him fall asleep. BUT, if we are going to add a new baby to the mix, the Bah needs to be gone, and I don't want him to associate new baby and loosing his Bah (he will already loose his room!), so the Bah must go!
The other morning we were laying in bed before getting up and I told him that soon we need to send his Bah's to the babies who need them because he's getting to be a big boy. Babies need Bah's, not big boys. His response was "No-just Owie!" I guess he's got me figured out, and he's not having it! I'll keep you posted on the baby and Bah situation!
I love that wants-to-be-an-only-child kid!
Coconuts Bodshur
My latest favorite words from my spunky little guy: "Mom, I want coconut bodshur!"
What is the world is a coconut bodshur, you ask. Well if you will remember from an earlier post, "bodshur" is, in fact, DIAPER. Most words he says correctly, but bodshur has stuck, and it still makes me giggle. But the coconuts part????
The other day we ran out of diapers (we buy in bulk at Sams!) but instead of making a trip to get a big box, we grabbed a small box of the generic Target diapers to get us through the week. We get them home and go to put them away and Owen says "Mom, but dis?" pointing to the polka dots on the Target diapers. I say "polka dots"! How fun! He smiles and says "Coconuts!". "No baby-Polka Dots...Puh-puh-puh polka dots". He says "Puh-puh-puh coconuts!". Yes baby...those are your Puh-puh-puh coconut badshurs.
I love that kid.
What is the world is a coconut bodshur, you ask. Well if you will remember from an earlier post, "bodshur" is, in fact, DIAPER. Most words he says correctly, but bodshur has stuck, and it still makes me giggle. But the coconuts part????
The other day we ran out of diapers (we buy in bulk at Sams!) but instead of making a trip to get a big box, we grabbed a small box of the generic Target diapers to get us through the week. We get them home and go to put them away and Owen says "Mom, but dis?" pointing to the polka dots on the Target diapers. I say "polka dots"! How fun! He smiles and says "Coconuts!". "No baby-Polka Dots...Puh-puh-puh polka dots". He says "Puh-puh-puh coconuts!". Yes baby...those are your Puh-puh-puh coconut badshurs.
I love that kid.
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