Today is Christmas Eve and I am finally done. I had the idea that getting things ready for Christmas this year would be so easy since I wasn't 'working' and had 'time' on my hands. I had dreams of having my Christmas letter off well before Christmas and all my gifts purchased and wrapped weeks in advance. Well....it didn't happen! But, I did get my Christmas letter/card out yesterday, so I did better than years in the past! (most years the Christmas cards end up being New Year's cards :) ) I have a feeling that the reason I wasn't as 'on top of things' like I had planned is taking his morning nap right now! Even though Owen has made getting things done a bit trickier....he has made it SO much sweeter!
The other night we were attending a holiday open house at our pastor's home. Our friend and worship leader got out his guitar and began leading us in a few Christmas carols. As we began singing song after familiar song I noticed a voice that was very off-key. I first looked over at Mike (he is not always on-key....and he knows it!). But crazy enough it wasn't him. As I continued to look around and search for the noise I realized that it was my sweet Owen, who was sitting on the floor, 'singing' with us. He had his mouth wide open and his sweet eyes looking up at everyone else singing. He looked quite 'angelic'! :) Just melted my heart. I will remember that moment forever! Let's just hope he learns to put it in key or his mother is going to go crazy! :)
Also-Happy 8 months Owen.....wow....time sure flies when you are having fun! :)
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Not yet!
I know, I know....2 posts in one day? Unheard of. But I have to just post my thoughts about my trip to Target today. I almost lost it. Right there in the clothing department. The baby section.
Why you may ask did the baby section bring me to 'near' tears? Because I say....Owen can't wear clothes from there anymore. :( I was trying to find a pair of cute PJs for Christmas morning and realized that all the 'baby' ones, the cute ones, the ones he should be wearing at this age, were all too small. I should have seen this day coming....from the moment he was born probably....he's no petite. But I just wasn't ready for it today. Good grief....he is not even 8 months old yet!
So I crossed the isle into the little boy section....where they sell actual t-shirts instead of the onesie type.....and began looking for big boy pajamas for my little Owen. He also needs warmer clothes so I browsed the long sleeve t-shirts, sweat shirts, & jackets. But I couldn't bring myself to buy anything from 'the other side' today....not yet. So we left empty handed and a bit teary eyed.
I did a bit more wandering in a different section and did happen to find some that were his size, cute, and not so 'manly'.....so much to my relief....Christmas morning is covered! :)
Owen is growing up. My mom warned me that it would be hard. I knew it was going to happen....just not yet. If I had my way, he would be wearing onesies until he left for college (now wouldn't that be a bit funny). Oh well.....I should have known.....he is half Hughes. :)
*Disclaimer.....Hughes is my maiden name for those who didn't know.....and my Dad and brothers are VERY tall/big (in the buff sense/they got muscles)....and I am not petite either.....I was doomed to birth a toddler.*
Why you may ask did the baby section bring me to 'near' tears? Because I say....Owen can't wear clothes from there anymore. :( I was trying to find a pair of cute PJs for Christmas morning and realized that all the 'baby' ones, the cute ones, the ones he should be wearing at this age, were all too small. I should have seen this day coming....from the moment he was born probably....he's no petite. But I just wasn't ready for it today. Good grief....he is not even 8 months old yet!
So I crossed the isle into the little boy section....where they sell actual t-shirts instead of the onesie type.....and began looking for big boy pajamas for my little Owen. He also needs warmer clothes so I browsed the long sleeve t-shirts, sweat shirts, & jackets. But I couldn't bring myself to buy anything from 'the other side' today....not yet. So we left empty handed and a bit teary eyed.
I did a bit more wandering in a different section and did happen to find some that were his size, cute, and not so 'manly'.....so much to my relief....Christmas morning is covered! :)
Owen is growing up. My mom warned me that it would be hard. I knew it was going to happen....just not yet. If I had my way, he would be wearing onesies until he left for college (now wouldn't that be a bit funny). Oh well.....I should have known.....he is half Hughes. :)
*Disclaimer.....Hughes is my maiden name for those who didn't know.....and my Dad and brothers are VERY tall/big (in the buff sense/they got muscles)....and I am not petite either.....I was doomed to birth a toddler.*
Who did it?
Seriously....who teaches kids to do the things they do? Of course I am talking about the naughty things because I teach him only nice things.....and smart things.....and sweet things.
Here's my theory. I am guessing there is some secret training camp that goes on right before conception where the angels teach babies how to skillfully arch their back in such a way that you are unable to snap them into their carseat without having to brace yourself against the side of the car and use your fore arm to 'fold' them in half while rushing to get those snaps done! Then I am sure they have a training course on how to artfully spit food so it reaches the far corners of the room, and how to distinguish what foods are best at staining. Owen's spittng food of choice right now is carrots.....always carrots. And I am sure that just before they are delicately placed in womb they are taught how to head butt their mothers without hurting themselves (how I will never know) and then laugh at their mother's distress.
Then again.....maybe that's what Mike and Owen are up to when I leave them home alone together? Training on how to do all things that drive mom batty? :)
But man that kid is cute. And man I sure do love him....carrot stains, head butts, & carseat 'folding' in all. :)
Here's my theory. I am guessing there is some secret training camp that goes on right before conception where the angels teach babies how to skillfully arch their back in such a way that you are unable to snap them into their carseat without having to brace yourself against the side of the car and use your fore arm to 'fold' them in half while rushing to get those snaps done! Then I am sure they have a training course on how to artfully spit food so it reaches the far corners of the room, and how to distinguish what foods are best at staining. Owen's spittng food of choice right now is carrots.....always carrots. And I am sure that just before they are delicately placed in womb they are taught how to head butt their mothers without hurting themselves (how I will never know) and then laugh at their mother's distress.
Then again.....maybe that's what Mike and Owen are up to when I leave them home alone together? Training on how to do all things that drive mom batty? :)
But man that kid is cute. And man I sure do love him....carrot stains, head butts, & carseat 'folding' in all. :)
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Big day!
Well, I am here to announce that we officially have a crawler & a stander! We had a VERY big day yesterday! I also did introduce him to his first bubble bath so maybe that was so wonderful that it inspired him to do great things!
The crawling started in the bathroom....I know, gross.....but mama had to 'go'. I laid him on the floor on his hands and knees and BAM!...he crawled....not army style, but the real way using his hands and knees and all. :) He has been army crawling for a couple weeks now & has been gradually getting faster. But now, Holy hannah....it's like his eyes have been opened to all the possibilities and he is a quick little booger. We are in trouble.
Now for the standing.
We got him a very cool toy for Christmas which we just gave to him now. We figured why go through the trouble of wrapping it and waiting when we will just be the one's unwrapping it for him and he needs a new distraction now! I know, 'Mother of the year' right here! But, he loves it and it is working like a charm at keeping him occupied. Well....it has a part on it that Owen has begun grabbing onto in an attempt to pull himself into a stand. Nevermind the cool music and fancy lights...the kid wants to stand! Well, last night he finally found success! You have never seen a prouder mother. But yet again....we are in trouble.
Now my house seems like a ticking time bomb of DANGER! I guess we will be baby proofing like mad this weekend. :) Oh well, I have heard it comes with the territory! :) Good-bye cute basket full of magazines, hello outlet covers.
On another note (from my last post), Owen WAS sick & he did have a temperature. I was right, the thermometer was lying! He is doing much better now, but it was a rough couple of weeks in the Botts house. We really think that he was experiencing the perfect storm-sick & teething at the same time. We are glad to have happy, healthy Owen back....the sick, cranky version was no fun at all, still cute....but no fun.
P.S. It was also a big day for Mike and I. We have been praying about what 'we can do' & yesterday we took another big step in the direction we believe God is leading us. Someday soon we hope to be able to proudly declare what God has done and what our future may hold, but for now we are still choosing to keep a bit quiet. We would love to have your prayers as we step out in faith. Thanks a bunch! :)
The crawling started in the bathroom....I know, gross.....but mama had to 'go'. I laid him on the floor on his hands and knees and BAM!...he crawled....not army style, but the real way using his hands and knees and all. :) He has been army crawling for a couple weeks now & has been gradually getting faster. But now, Holy hannah....it's like his eyes have been opened to all the possibilities and he is a quick little booger. We are in trouble.
Now for the standing.
We got him a very cool toy for Christmas which we just gave to him now. We figured why go through the trouble of wrapping it and waiting when we will just be the one's unwrapping it for him and he needs a new distraction now! I know, 'Mother of the year' right here! But, he loves it and it is working like a charm at keeping him occupied. Well....it has a part on it that Owen has begun grabbing onto in an attempt to pull himself into a stand. Nevermind the cool music and fancy lights...the kid wants to stand! Well, last night he finally found success! You have never seen a prouder mother. But yet again....we are in trouble.
Now my house seems like a ticking time bomb of DANGER! I guess we will be baby proofing like mad this weekend. :) Oh well, I have heard it comes with the territory! :) Good-bye cute basket full of magazines, hello outlet covers.
On another note (from my last post), Owen WAS sick & he did have a temperature. I was right, the thermometer was lying! He is doing much better now, but it was a rough couple of weeks in the Botts house. We really think that he was experiencing the perfect storm-sick & teething at the same time. We are glad to have happy, healthy Owen back....the sick, cranky version was no fun at all, still cute....but no fun.
P.S. It was also a big day for Mike and I. We have been praying about what 'we can do' & yesterday we took another big step in the direction we believe God is leading us. Someday soon we hope to be able to proudly declare what God has done and what our future may hold, but for now we are still choosing to keep a bit quiet. We would love to have your prayers as we step out in faith. Thanks a bunch! :)
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