Since we last met here. . .

We celebrated Owen's birthday - twice. Thanks to all the folks who made his days so special!
We've been spending lots of time in the back yard - on and off the blanket. Caedmon can now inch worm over to get grass for grazing.
We've been getting our toes in the grass and flowers. (Thanks to Owen for the photo!)
And we've been hanging around with some friends we will miss.
And snuggling as much as we can.
We dyed Easter eggs with beets, turmeric, and blueberries,
and I thought they turned out pretty well if I do say so myself.
We've been taking bubble baths more often.
Owen had a perfect dental check-up! Yay!
Enjoyed a special breakfast at Cracker Barrel before a long drive to Tennessee.
We figured out just exactly how far a roll of mint dental floss will extend back and forth across our apartment - four and a half times from front door to back.
Caedmon is sitting up well and scooting all over the place. This boy is on the move.
We celebrated my birthday. Thanks for all the kind wishes.
We harvested some of the hottest radishes I've ever had. (They were grown from seeds that were three years past prime and did just fine.)

They were really yummy! We have planted another set that should be harvested right before we move.I wore Owen for the first time in almost a year and probably for the last time ever. He was having a tough day, but the lovely face was for the camera - ah what they do when you're not looking!

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to all the mamas I know - especially Anne and Grandma Sharon!

Whoa!

Abram, Owen, and I recently enjoyed a round of a stomach bug. Owen was first, and I'll spare you any further details - 'cause that's not where this post is goin'. Tuesday, after we thought Owen was over it, I was cooking dinner, and he was assisting me. When it came time to chop the onions (you know every meal contains onions - almost), he decided he didn't want to be there to smell them as he often does. I found him laying on the couch a few minutes later and invited him to come back, but he said he didn't want to come. When I checked back in on him, he was asleep on the couch. He has never, ever, ever in his whole life gone off and gone to sleep on his own. He just started going to sleep in the car in his seat last May. (Can you believe I actually linked to that fine picture of me?) Poor guy, he was still a bit sick I think, but I'm proud of this new, mature development!
One more not-at-all gross detail: We are all on the mend now!

You're Invited

to a
Dress-up Party
in celebration of
Owen's 4th birthday
at the home of Billy and Sharon Ring
on Sunday, April 3, 2011
at 12:00

Please come in costume if you would like.
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Laundry

Here's my adorable little laundry helper.

What a wonderful sensory experience he has playing in the warm (not hot) clothes of all colors and textures. I hear they even taste good!

Making

Owen loves to make things. He's been trying his hand a bit at sewing lately. He's done quite a bit of tie dying with me. He loves to cut paper (into thousands of tiny bits!) and glue. He'll glue anything. We recently got some bees wax block crayons. They're supposed to encourage the use of lots of color instead of line. He was mildly interested the first time we used them, and a few days later, he asked to use them on an activity book we'd gotten at some restaurant or other. A few minutes later, I heard him saying, "red,red,red,red,red,red,red,red,red,reda,reda,reda,reda!" as he filled a whole page with red.
Here are a few things we made recently. The dyed baby blankets have all gone to their new babies except the spiral one.



The puff ball & google eye robot and the sock doll clown were for a friend's birthday. Owen selected the materials and helped some with the sewing of the doll and the robot was all on his own.

There Were Two In the Bed And the Little One Said, "Roll Over, roll over."

Yesterday morning while Abram and Owen slept, Caedmon rolled over. He'd been rolling to his side for a few days. After his first big roll all the way to his tummy, he tried it again and again, pleased with himself and crowing like a little rooster when he got to his tummy.




Today he is four months old.