Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Owen Speak

It's true what they say, a toddler's language begins as a trickle and very quickly becomes a flood of new words. Here are some of Owen's favorites, and most recent:

thank you
nana (works for both Grandma and banana)

He may say little, but he understands SO much.

I recently discovered he's been talking to us in sign language, so much so that I had to borrow a book from the library to understand what he was saying. Turns out many rough nights could have been avoided if only I'd figured out sooner that he was telling me "more" and "sleep" with his hands. I guess this is what happens when your toddler becomes smarter than you. Believe it or not, I'm stilling trying to track down the source of the sign language.

He's also quite skilled at animal noises, most notably: monkey, dog, sheep, lion, and a very convincing "Naaaaaaaaayyyyyy" of a horse.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

I'm not ignoring you, I promise

October is proving to be a very busy month for us and it's been a wonderful change of pace. I've also been meeting some really nice people who I've found myself bonding with rather quickly which is equally awesome. I'm even going to see a movie tomorrow for the first time since moving here and it's NOT with my husband! More details on the friendly new people to come.

Anyway, this month we have visitors on the way, we're going home for a weekend, and we're venturing to Virginia for what should be an interesting Halloween party. Things are looking up on the social front but I'll do my best not to slip too much on the blog.

Monday, October 3, 2011

This is the sound of my heart breaking

Owen just made me put him to bed WITHOUT ROCKING AND SINGING TO HIM FIRST. He waved and said "Bye" to me from his crib instead.

This must be the feeling of being unneeded that drives some mothers to think it's time for another baby. I can see how that happens. Next thing you know he'll be singing his ABCs, escorting a girl to homecoming, graduating college, and making me a grandmother.

This can't be happening.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

I have three loves in my life

My husband, my son, and Chipotle. And they were all around the dining room table for lunch today:

This kid can't get enough rice, black beans, and guacamole. It's so good he opted to forgo the fork (which he's perfectly capable of using) and use his fist because it can handle much larger quantities. Disgusting to most, I'm sure, but Mama is quite proud.

It could be work, it could be Facebook, or it could be Angry Birds. Whatever it is, I usually get the overwhelming urge to grab it and throw it across the room, but only while we're eating a meal. I guess I'd prefer he watch Owen and I shovel food into our mouths by the fistfuls. Then again, my iPhone must have been close enough at hand to snap these photos so who am I to complain?