He went there.

Today was a beautiful spring day. After picking up Owen from daycare, we immediately went outside and were playing for close to an hour. I needed to go to the bathroom, so we needed to come inside.

He informed me, once inside, that "Don't LIKE you."

Multiple times.

It has so just begun...

Time Out Reprise

So the day following our first, immensely traumatizing time out (for me, anyway) We came upon another very valid reason for a TIME.OUT. He was having lunch, and threw his plate filled with mandarin orange wedges all over the floor. The is a valid reason, right? Right.

I advise him that because of throwing the oranges, he is in time out. He cries a bit, throws a bit of a fit. Then? Nothing. He is quite content to sit at the dining room table, looking out the slider and waving at the trees. 2 minutes was up, I told him it was ok to get out of the chair and he says to me "No thank you". No thank you??!! He continued to sit there for another 15 minutes, just talking and blurting things out randomly even tho I compulsively told him it was ok to get down.

It does get easier every time!

Time out

So how do we all feel about time outs? I felt pretty good about them. Until today.

Owen, a very rambuncious now 2 year old, and I were playing, tickling, hugging,etc. He began to bite my leg. I told him STOP, that hurts mommy. (he laughed) I was able to distract him into something else. Then the booger bites me again. Again, STOP, or you are going to have a TIME OUT. (laughter)

About a nanosecond later, he just came up to me and bit me again. I plopped his butt on the couch, said TIME OUT, and walked away. And...here comes the screaming waterworks that instantly became velcro on my leg. I put him back on the couch, and walked away. To that end, he sat and screeched, cried and put on a good show. After 1 minute, I went over, hugged him, told him I loved him, and that had to happen because he hurts when he bites.

And to just ignore him when he is screaming and not understanding why he is being punished? Oh, just rip my beating heart out of my chest. That might hurt a little less.

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?