MOTHRA Attacks! (maybe)

So get this~~ John's ex called him and wants to "talk about the situation"..Can you even stand it?? The woman who didn't tell John his daughter was put on a very serious medication (along with many, many other BIG things)now wants to discuss things. He is going to meet with her (at the local food court) and has already laid out the guidelines that he will not discuss anything legal with her, as that is in the hands of the lawyers.

Can't wait to see what this is all about. Can't help but wonder what she has up her sleeve.

PS- Thanks for the advice and guidance, dad!!

Wednesday evening photo session

This is from tonight, right before bed. He was having some raisins after a tubby, and he put his hand on the camera case (which is never far away) and said "PIC-TURE". So...I took some pics of him. I think his middle name should be changed to H.A.M...
Enjoy.



I asked him to act "surprised"...and this is what I got.



He certainly looks angelic, doesn't he??



Hope you all have a great day tomorrow!



PS- A very happy birthday to JLG!!

It's official

We now have ourselves a 2 year old. Where the HELL did 2 years just go? I feel like I have 2 compartments in life: 1 is with Owen, the other is all the other crap. Of which, there is more than enough to give me blog fodder for decades..and that was just what happened this week!
Anyway, on to the positives:

~Owen is sleeping from 8:30-6:30 straight thru.
~Owen is not food phobic yet, and will try anything. He may immediately spit it out, but at least he tries.
~He is very vocal, and has an incredible vocabulary. Makes conversing with him MUCH easier than figuring out the screaming.
~His laugh is beyond infectious, and it comes from deep within the belly (altho, he doesn't have much of a belly, it must come from his hollow leg)
~The way he says "I LIKE IT" in Ed McMahon fashion to anything that is candy, cookies, or cake.
~He has no fear
~I'm his favorite :-) for now, anyway!

Here are some pics from this morning at the playground, snotty nose and all:

Getting ready for the adventure of the twisty slide:


WHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!


Braving the Big Slide for the first time:



The Periennial Favorite, the Swing:



I just love how his hair looks in this one!



And this was just about 22 months ago....



A recent conversation with Owen:
Are you Mommy's baby?
~NO.
Are you a big boy?
~NO.
Are you a little boy?
~YES.

So that explains where my little baby went.

The Perfect Storm

...of germs, that is. Saturday was the Boy's 2nd birthday party, Sunday he had a raging cold, and by Monday afternoon, so did Mommy. All the little kids that were there were lucky enough to take home more than the John Deere Tractor Gift boxes.
:-)
Where's my NyQuil?

Book 'em, Danno

Today, for the first time in my *ahem* many years, I witnessed an honest to goodness drug deal. I was innocently at the neighborhood convenience store to grab a newspaper and it went down right infront of me. A young man got out of one car, and into another parked car. They exchanged baggies and a wad o' cash. Right there! In front of me!! And the best part? They were parked right infront of the stores doors, which are videotaped. What are those awards that are "given" to the idiot criminals called? The Darwin Awards? Yep, I would like to officially nominate those 2 boneheads.

I know drugs are out there. I know they are EVERYwhere. But COME ON!! at the local store? That just isn't right. It is less than a mile from my home, a very busy place, and closer than the other stores located on the same street. Well, after todays visual/legal/moral offense, I can safely say I will travel the extra .8 miles to not see that again.

Birthday Gala!

Pre-party set up:




The delicious cake:



The Birthday Boy trying to take it all in:



Still working on getting into it:




His favorite "gift"-the Tractor Cake Topper that he just snatched right off the cake...His favorite until we got......



THE TRIKE!!



Note to self: Goodness he is perfect!



He also received a great rocking Moose, which he mastered and just about tipped over in a few minutes~



It was a wonderful day, and thank you to everyone who joined us and made it so special!!`

Out of the mouths of babes comes this gem..

When I walk into a room, and Owen needs his "private time" (read:Take a poop) he waves his hand and says "BYE-BYE". If you are dense enough to not leave, again he says "BYE" and will add "RIGHT BACK".
He is so damn cute. I can't wait to recount these little conversations when he is 20 with him...