I am now Sara June Peters. It took four years of marriage to get my rear to the social security office to change my name. Treavor wonders if I was putting it off because secretly or subconsciously I didn't want to get rid of Bell, or what he finally did to prove himself fit to share a last name. I'm reassuring him that as great as my old last name is, I'm just plain bad at completing monotonous, dull, unrewarding, time-taking and very important tasks. In an effort to improve, I finally changed my last name. Isn't it strange that I could have changed my name to anything? after an hour of waiting in a small, cramped and stuffy little office with a myriad of people, ages, cultures, personalities and smells, my number was called from the crinkled receipt in Owen's pudgy paw to the little booth where the kind little man asked me what I wanted my name to be. This blog post could be me announcing my name is now Lois or Jill or Lashanda. I stuck with Sara, I'm quite fond of it.
Owen is my pal. He recently stepped into that magical stage where he is no longer just my baby, but my friend. It has been so fun to have a companion who is learning to communicate. He loves expressing himself and I love, love, love watching it. It has been pure joy connecting with him in this new way. He is constantly signing please (the only sign language we've taught him). He's figured out the more he says please, the more he gets. It's become kid of tricky. How do you not give him his sixth cookie, when he's making that cute and polite gesture? I love that he laughs when we do. it's the funniest, delayed little chuckle. It cracks me up when it's in a big crowd, like when the Sunday school teacher tells a joke in church. He is able to show me things he wants, and does things I ask (like go get your shoes, put your toys away....) It is absolutely fascinating to me how fast a little toddler brain develops and such a phenomenon to watch and be a part of it every day.
I asked Treav Friday morning if he could pick up some ugly sweaters on his lunch break, for our big party. This is what he came home with. I think he did a pretty good job. He went to Savers, and all the festive ones were sold out, so we had to make do with these little numbers. Can you imagine what mine smells like??? yep I think you got it...cheap old lady perfume (kind of a musk scent). Is that what you pictured? It was a fun night with lots of ugly sweaters. Treavor was a little too excited and jumped at the opportunity to freely and liberally tell me I looked ugly over and over and over again. Thanks to savers for the ugly Sweaters. Thanks to the nice lady who gave the Sweater to savers. Thanks to our friends for hosting the ugly sweater party. Thanks to Treavor for repeatedly reminding me how ugly I was.
We got a teeny tiny tree for our teeny tiny space. I love it, and the smell it brings with it. I will take the therapeutic smell of pine over a rotten disposal smell any day. We need a new one. My husband has literally had no time to install one. He's too busy working his hiney off for me. If I were like some women I would figure out how to do it myself. I am so not like some women. Someday we will have a fresh new disposal. Until then I will be grateful for our teeny tiny tree and the oh so refreshing smell that it brings.
I hope you had a Happy Thanksgiving! I love this Holiday, and this year was better than ever spending it with a crazy little one year old. It seems every year I have more to be thankful for than the last. This year I don't have much of anything to not be thankful for. We were privileged to spend much of the week with Treavor's parents and his brother and his family in St. George. Owen loved being surrounded by five beautiful and fun girls for a few days. I think this year he is thankful for cousins.
Owen tagged along with us girls for a quick trip to the mall. I guess Santa was on his lunch break. He trotted under the ropes and made himself right at home. He was over the moon with all the shiny ornaments, glittery presents and the cozy teady bear. It was sad to pull him away.
We ran a 5k while Owen enjoyed a doughnut and hung out with Grandma Kat,
He kind of can't get over the little rocks that are all over southern Utah,
He was crazy about the chocolate milk shake at in n out,
and he and I experienced 6 minutes of the 3D Christmas Carol movie. We spent the rest of the time circling the outside of the theater. Maybe we'll try again when he's two. He did like the rad glasses we got.
I'm sorry that I'm so bad at documenting life, with the exception of my son. I wish I had pictures of Grandma, Grandpa, Travis, Kim, cousins and me and treav without big nerdy black glasses on. I guess we were too busy having fun. Maybe I'll do better next trip. Today I am looking forward to more yummy food at my parent's tomorrow. Hooray for food, family and holidays!
Do you also get really excited when the Gap commercial comes on?
This cracks me up!
I just love this one! It makes me want a charming bike, and great eyebrows...the advertized product however, I could do without. There's something about turning actual pages in an actual book for me.
Nothing really exciting ever happens in this video, you can stop it at any time. It's really long, and that's kind of the point. Owen played with the junk mail in the kitchen garbage, and the empty little bathroom garbage for a straight half hour today. I just got the tail end on camera. Sorry for the bad quality, I was using my phone. Be warned that you might get motion sick.
Watching his cousin Gunnar play football (he's a star player for Spanish Fork High. Go Dons!):
Watching my cousin play soccer. She's the goalie at UVU:
Hanging out with (and loving) Kinnie:
(the little aquarium at Cabelas)
Hating the texture of mashed potatoes in his mouth, rubbing them in his hair and all over his face instead of eating them:
Loving Cheddar Pringals:
Also:
making a "k" sound a lot...when I say kitchen, bike, or car he says "cu cu cu". It's cute that he recognizes that sound, and makes him seem so old.
loving Sid the science kid, and dancing with the dancing parts.
being really sad that I'm cutting out his 6 am bottle. He used to wake up at 6, take a bottle and go back to sleep for another hour. Since that bottle is gone, we've just been getting up at 6 instead of 7....bummer.
giving lots of hugs. So many times through out the day, he will just be puttering around, and take a break to give me a hug. I love that about him!
Loving Sports Authority. I've had to take a few tests in the testing center this semester, so I do it on Treavor's lunch break so he can watch Owen. They go straight to Sports Authroity to bounce the basketballs, and play on the putting green. They do it for about an hour and a half and Owen is still sad to go.
Feeling very proud that he can take his own diapers to the garbage can.
Lately, I have been so grateful for siblings. What a blessing they are! What a God given luxury to have built in best friends, to be surrounded by people who know you in a way that no one else can. They are with you from the beginning and I believe for a very distinct purpose.
With out siblings who would I...
play hairdresser with?
dance in the front room with?
play camper on the stairs with?
play hot lava on the couch cushions with?
play water skiing in the back yard with?
play horse and buggy (to me) or Walker Texas ranger (to my little brother) on the old stove with the spring horse and an extension cord with?
slide down the stairs in sleeping bags with?
put underwear on our heads and pretend we're flies with?
run around in Dad's t shirts as nightgowns on Saturday mornings with?
follow around?
play hide and go seek in the dark with?
make mom a birthday cake out of cookie dough with?
watch random infomercials at 3:30 am Christmas morning (cause we were too excited to sleep) with?
play pac-man on the ancient computer with?
do the awffly-good-waffly-good dance with?
play steam roller with?
watch little house on the prairie in 9th grade with? cause that just isn't cool to do with your friends.
sleep in the hallway with?
sleep on the tramp with?
walk to maverick with?
make 1:00 am Wendys runs on a school night with?
talk about top secret crushes with?
watch church movies on Sunday (cause that's what was allowed), but just make fun of instead of learn or feel the spirit with?
Watch corny Disney movies with (Swiss family Robinson, the computer who wore tennis shoes, monkey's uncle, Shaggy dog, freaky Friday, Parent trap)
drive to school listening to u2 (Landon) and counting crows (Layton) every single day with?
watch play soccer as a super star goalie?
live through, and listen to exciting college/dating stories from?
try sponge curlers over and over (even though they always turned out ugly) with?
go to maverick looking for lemonade krispy kream doughnuts (rarely there!)
go to gateway and dream about stuff we can't afford with?
Swim in a teeny tiny kiddie pool when I'm 24 with?
I can't wait to watch Owen with his siblings. That is in no way an announcement, just some day it will be fun to see what he decides to do with his little built in buddy. I know they might not always (if ever) be buddies, which is still ok, and a blessing. Who better to learn sharing, conflict resolution, patience, co habitation, and the value of different personalities with than siblings. I'm grateful for siblings! What's your favorite sibling memory? Please share!
A couple of you asked for my favorite salad recipe that I mentioned a few posts ago. I found it here. You can make your own breaded chicken with sour cream and bread crumbs, or you can buy Simmons all natural breaded chicken breast tenders (comes in a blue bag) from costco. I've tried both ways and like the costco version better. It tastes better to me, and saves a step. ENJOY!
Don't you love when you can see things click in your baby's little brain? I love it!! Owen has been surprising me a lot lately. This has been such a fun age, because I can see him thinking so hard and learning so much. It's crazy how kids just pick stuff up.
Every night when Owen is in the bath, and I drain the water. I say "bye bye water". The other night I reached down to pull the plug in the drain and before I said anything Owen started waving at the water and saying "bu bu bu bu".
The other day we were driving down the road next to a horse trailer. I started making horse noises and kept trying to show Owen the horses that were poking their faces through the holes. He looked at me confused, until he finally turned to look out his window, and got the biggest smile on his face! He was so excited to see them, and I was so excited to see it click. We were making horse noises for the rest of the drive.
Lately he unrolls the entire roll of toilet paper everyday (i let him, cause it gives me just enough time to make my bed). when he's all done he holds a wad of toilet paper up to his face and blows. I didn't teach him that, he just observed.
When we were reading a book one night, I read "I love your eyes and nose, fingers and toes" right when I said "toes" Owen reached down, grabbed his toes and looked up at me smiling. I don't remember teaching him where his toes are...I guess someone else has.
Owen was kicking a ball around the family room. Are you smarter than a fifth grater? was on the tv, and when the crowd started cheering, he clapped his hands as he continued to stare at his little blue ball and kick and kick. It was cute that he heard what was going on, while being so focused on his ball.
One night Treavor and Owen were playing peekaboo/hide and seek. He kept hiding in the same corner of the bathroom. He would crack up when Treavor would act startled at him peaking his head around the corner. Now when Treavor gets home from work, Owen waddles to that same little corner, eager to play.
A couple weeks ago, we got to take a vacation with Treavor's parents to Boston. It was so refreshing, relaxing, fun and beautiful. Being able to spend time with my husband and in laws in new cities that I have never seen before, was total bliss.
Fun things we did:
stayed in a lovely hotel right on the water with amazing sail boats right out our window
went to Plymouth rock
took a fairy to Maratha's Vineyard
looked in lots of antique shops
ate at fun restaurants
went to Fenway park. Go sox!
learned a lot about the history of the redsox
ate lobster in Maine
went to a fun candy store
saw beautiful lake Winnipesaukee
went to castle in the clouds
did the freedom trail
learned a lot about our country and the revolutionary war
bought some jewelry that i would never find in Utah
went to the hot tub at night
drank lots of hot chocolate
went to mike's pastry shop
ate Italian food, in the Italian district
went to Faneuil hall
went to Bunker hill
looked at charming, quaint, ancient, mouthwatering homes. I was coveting every single one.
went to cheers. The real bar where the show was filmed.
went to Harvard. Beautiful!
Drove up and down highways surrounded by AMAZING colors and beauty. It looked like the freeway was on fire, with bright red, orange and yellow leaves.
watched break dancers, and other street performers
randomly ran into my friend Julie, who lives in Ithaca New York! Small world!
walked through Boston commons, the oldest park in America.
watched crew teams on the river
enjoyed not needing a car seat, stroller, diaper bag, binkie, bottle, blankie, doggie, baby snacks, sippie cup, books, or toys on hand (Thank you so much to Grandma Liane, and all the helpers at her house)!!
tried to take in all the breathtaking, magnificent, constant elegance that surrounded us
laughed so hard
so much more, I'll add to the list as I think of them.
Here is just the tiniest sample of my talented mother in law's photography collection from the trip.
My Grandma June passed away a little over a week ago. We were able to attend the most beautiful funeral I've ever been to on Friday. I am so excited for her and missing her so badly at the same time. She was ready to go, and wanting to be with her husband again. She was an amazing women with qualities that I will forever admire and will do my very best to emulate. I am grateful for the way that she raised my Father and the way that her life has made an impact (probably larger than I will ever know) on me and the person that I am. I am so grateful for my Grandma's powerful testimony, sincere interest in people, diverse knowledge, and love for life. She was simple and sweet, gentle and loving and HUMBLE in the true-est, deepest sense of the word. To me Humility means Grandma Bell, and Grandma Bell means humility. My favorite things about Grandma were: the way she shook up and down when she laughed (with zero noise), The way her wedding ring was loose on her finger and twirled around, the way she had a unique and separate connection with each of her grandchildren, her simpleness (ie: she could pack to go away for a week in a small tote bag), how she ALWAYS had otter pops for her grand kids, her passion for music, her face when someone was telling her a story, and her distinct nod when it was over as she said "is that right?", the list could go on and on. But mostly her beauty. I love her beauty. She is a beautiful, beautiful women! I love my Grandma so much and look forward to the day that I get to see her again. I have always and will always cherish my name Sara June, for all that it means.
My Grandma was amazed with Treavor's Puzzle skills. They enjoyed working on puzzles together, and she was always very complimentary on how fast he could put the pieces together. The last time I spoke to my Grandma (a couple days before she passed away) she asked if Treavor had worked on any puzzles lately. When we heard the sad news we were on a trip in Boston. We decided to buy a puzzle and do it in her honor. here's the finished product.
Owen has been practicing walking for a while now, but recently has taken off. It is now his main mode of transportation and he rarely crawls. It cracks me up to turn around and see him following me into the next room or wandering around in his own little world. It has given him quite the boost of confidence! Lately it has seemed like he thinks him and I are the same age. He just struts around like he owns the joint! He is full on walking!
This is my 40th post, so I'm going to give you 40 random facts about myself. I've seen people do this with their 75th and 100th posts...I don't know if I could come up with that many.
1. I love the rain. "It's like rain on your wedding day" I used to wish for that.
2. I love tuna fish sandwiches, only when my mom makes them. She has the perfect mayonnaise/tuna ratio...and it's on thick whole wheat bread. I can't eat them made by any other person.
3. Every time I clean the bathroom, or change the sheets I feel like it should be acknowledged. I don't feel that way about other household chores, just those. I always say something to Treavor like "we have two of the cleanest bathrooms in America" or "are you so excited to sleep in your fresh clean sheets?"
4. When I brush my teeth my left hand is always on my hip, just like my mom, and I think even her mom.
5. I love to chat with almost anyone.
6. Foods I'm loving lately: Oreos, jr. mints, oatmeal with vanilla yogurt and strawberries on top, home made sticky chicken finger salad.
7. I am an extrovert. I would very very very rarely choose to be alone over having company.
8. If someone gave me a hunk of cash to do anything i wanted with, I might get laser hair removal. I DREAM of never shaving my legs again.
9. I love Spring Summer and Fall equally. I only care for Winter Dec. 15th-30th.
10. When I'm supposed to sit still, I start to itch. In almost any given church meeting my back will be itchy in an unreachable spot.
11. I have always wished I was African American.
12. One of my favorite things is sleeping with the window open. ESPECIALLY if it's raining.
13, I always notice peoples hands. I can think of anyone I know, and picture their hands. I love that people's hands match their face in a way...weird I know.
14. I love heat. Fires, hot chocolate, heating pads, hot tubs, laying in the sun for hours on end...
15. My all time favorite movie is Return to me.
16. I'm not a perfectionist in anyway, I'm usually quite satisfied if I complete something at all.
17. My favorite book is To Kill a Mocking Bird. I used to want to be friends with Scout.
18. I'm claustrophobic. Sometimes I have to crawl under our bed to get stuff, Owen threw under and I DREAD it! My hands sweat and I can't breath.
19. I put butter on my poptarts. Can't eat them any other way.
20. I love learning about people. The way we think, why we behave certain ways etc. I'm constantly analyzing.
21. I'm SO not a dog person, but happen to love my dog.
22. I love to go to bed early, but always stay up late.
23. A lot of times, I first pick out my shoes, and then the outfit.
24. My toenails are ALWAYS painted. They kind of look like they belong to a man when they aren't.
25. I would take an old house over a new one almost any day. I love the squeaky floors, the cozy tightness, the charm...
26. I am a city girl, big time.
27. I really enjoy cooking.
28. I really hate ironing and am really bad at it. Treavor does his own ironing and usually mine too. For that I am sorry.
29. I'm so awful, terrible, horrible, and scared of math.
30. I kind of like going to the dentist. That clean feeling is worth it to me.
31. My husband is more romantic than I am.
32. Awkwardness is so funny to me. watching or listening about awkward situations cracks me up.
33. I love buying little things...lip gloss, hand sanitizer, those little packages of tissues, candy, hair accessories.
34. Being a mom is actually easier than I expected. So far. I guess it's cause I did so much babysitting, and being in charge of your own child is much easier than someone Else's.
35. Pet peeves: people breathing hard, loud chewing, slurping cereal, slow driving in the fast lane, people who hate their job, and take it out on you as the customer, people sleeping with socks on.
36. I love road trips.
37. In the color code test, I am very white.
38. I hate, and deal poorly with change.
39. I am not a planner at all. I love spontaneity. I'm really bad at keeping a calendar.
40. My dream job would be an interior designer, who designs t.v. and movie sets.
I normally don't do birthday posts for our siblings (we have so many!) but I wanted to make an exception for this brown eyed beauty's 10th birthday!!
Lindie, I remember 10 years ago today, being pink slipped out of my freshman geography class because my mom was in labor! I could NOT wait to meet you and find out if you were a boy or girl. I met Landon on the first floor of the high school. We gathered up the other kids from the jr. high, elementary, and pre school. As we drove out to the hospital we were all anxiously making guesses on brother or sister. Dad met us out in the parking lot and said "mom had the baby" we kept asking "what is it?!" "what is it?!" he kept responding "it's a baby!" "it's a baby!". After taking the ride up the elevator that felt like an eternity and walking into the hospital room, We saw mom holding a cute little bundle in a PINK shirt!! immediately I was THRILLED to have another SISTER!! You were beautiful! Your lips were huge and dark red! We all gathered around moms bed, and just stared at you. You stared back, making eye contact with Landon for a long long time. I remember crying and being overwhelmed with my very first experience of the veil being so thin. You had come strait from heaven. You were an angel, and I was lucky enough to be your sister. I hope you have a very happy birthday, and that your year as a 10 year old is as joyful as your life has always been. You bring happiness to our family everyday. We are grateful for your funny sense of humor, your energy, your sweetness, and that you make Owen laugh harder than anyone he knows. We love you Lindie!!!
I was looking through photos, and loved this one of Owen. Mostly his pose. I think he would be covered in a coat of orange creamy and dirt every day, if it were up to him. Boys have fun.
I think, and hope that both Treavor and Owen had happy birthdays. We had a fun filled week celebrating their 1st and 28th years of life. For Treavor's birthday we got a babysitter. What is so freeing, invigorating and refreshing about a night out babyless? I guess just that. It's babyless. Treavor and I went to dinner, shopped a little bit, got a carmel apple, that I forgot to share with him, and really enjoyed eachother's company. I guess we don't do the babysitter thing enough around here, cause it really gave me a little bit of a rush.
On Owen's birthday we did a lot of things he loves. We took a walk, blew bubbles, crawled up and down the stairs a lot, he ate Tostinos pizza for dinner (he can almost eat half of it!) and that night we went up the canyon. He loved putting his feet in the river! A couple days later we celebrated with both sets of his loving Grandparents and my siblings. We celebrated September birthdays with Treavor's family a few weeks ago.
Here are a few pictures from the week:
On our very little hike. Owen was pushed in the stroller the whole way, that gives you an idea of how smooth and easy the trail was. Anxiously awaiting the arrival of our party guests. Grandmas The birthday boys: I'm mostly posting this last picture for my oh "sew" talented cousin Natalie. She helped me make that birthday banner. I'm pretty proud of myself, cause it's the first little sewing project I've done since 7th grade sewing class where I folded my pillow case the wrong way, so it was long and skinny and I told my teacher I would use it for a laundry bag instead.
Owen's favorite part out of everything that happened, and everything that he received, are the three balloons that are still floating around our house.
My sweet Owie boy, I never could have dreamed of the amount of joy you would bring me. A year ago today, on that beautiful September afternoon, I was overwhelmed by more emotion, than I've ever experienced.Your beautiful life brings me to happy tears on a regular basis.
Your eyes are deep, Your joy for life refreshing, your smile bright, your confidence humbling, your laugh contagious, your cheeks gushy, your kisses addicting, your presence sweet, your adventurousness exhausting, and your love full. For you, Owen Howard, I am eternally Grateful.
Dear Walmart, I hate your stinkin guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes. Love, Sara
Grocery shopping to feed two and a half stomachs for a simple week, should not take two hours. It just should not. And I don't care what kind of savings it entails.
I stood in line for over forty minutes! FORTY!! At nap time.
I can't help but feel a little offended by the cute little couponer who took those ENTIRE forty minutes ahead of me. It's ok that she had a lot of coupons and spends her entire days searching for deals and dissecting news papers. But maybe she could have turned around and apologized for her loooong ring up ordeal. or maybe she could have wiped the smirk off her face. Maybe she could have stopped with the gitty giggling. Maybe she could have NOT gone on and on to the cashier about how it's so worth it, and she's a stay at home mom, so she has the time to do it, and how she teaches classes on it. Maybe she could have NOT waved another cashier over from his station FIVE times because her thirteen jars of mayonnaise weren't ringing up with the 59 cent mark down. Maybe she could have sped up her decision making on which four candy bars to get when Walmart actually OWED HER!! Maybe she could have forgone writing her number down and telling the cashier to call her if she'd like to learn how to save.
Oh and maybe when it was my turn to ring up, and Owen was having a total melt down and flailing about in my arms, instead of laughing at him, the cashier could have said "sorry for the wait".
I have to say I handed my debit card over to pay my HEAFTY bill with a little bit of pride today. I'm going to Albertsons next week (not because I can afford, but because I might go mental).
* My dislike is not toward people who like a good deal at the store. It is toward people who are inconsiderate.
Becoming a mom has made life a little more crazy in so many little ways. However I've been thinking lately how motherhood has also made my life a lot more simple. Owen is a pretty simple guy, with so many simple pleasures and a simple schedule. Being around him all day has made me appreciate new things, and live life a whole new way. Here are some ways life has been simplified:
- I have never been on more walks in an eleven month period. Ever. The fresh air has done me a lot of good. - I now spend a half hour at the breakfast table, while listening to music, making animal noises and sharing scrambled eggs. I used to grab a granola bar while rushing out the door (if I was lucky). - We're in for the night by 7 pm. - We're able to enjoy little things together. We took Owen to McDonald's and put some french fries in front of him, you would have thought we had taken him to Disneyland. - To Owen, about ninety percent of life is happy. It makes me happy. - Nap time is total bliss, for the two of us.
Some aspects of my life feel like they're moving in slow motion (when it comes to actually getting stuff done) because I'm too busy crawling up the stairs 7 times a day, playing peekaboo for twenty minutes, pulling Owen around in a laundry basket, picking up dumped over garbage cans, pulling him out of the very corner of the cupboard he has crawled into, wiping up the spilled dog water bowl, taking his hands out of the toilet, reading stories, and just lov-lov-loving him. In a way life has become so simple.
So often Owen crawls around doing his own thing...talking screaming, or destroying. When he has suddenly become silent, this is the first place I check. Marley and Owen follow each other to the corner to play on the bed. Sometimes they are playing, wrestling or licking each other, other times they are just kind of cuddling. When Marley is driving me crazy, making messes, shedding everywhere, barking, licking food off the floor, costing money, putting his wet nose on my ankles, messing up our yard, or single handedly causing the value of our home to depreciate, I think of the sweet little friendship Owen already has with him, and it actually makes it worth it. Usually.
Enjoying Thanksgiving Point with Haylie and Lindie:
My parents are out of town. As a result Owen and I have been spending LOTS of time with my siblings. He has loved every second of it. He is so doted on by his aunts. At any given time he can be found with a clump of hair he has pulled from Lindie's head. He loves her so much, he just doesn't know what to do...so he pulls her hair.
Chillin in a giant rocking chair: We took a short golf/swim weekend trip to St. George with some friends, and this is the one and only picture we took on our way back home. The famous rocking chair stop in Beaver.
Playing soccer in nothing but a diaper: Doesn't get much better than that.
Getting geared up for the football season at cougar kick off:
The topic of many conversations around our house has been college football. No season ticket for me this year, it will be a whole new experience. I'll just have to wait very patiently at home to get every detail from Treav after the game. It is fun for me to watch Treavor's countenance change every Fall. He gets a little twinkle in his eye, sometimes it lasts through the season, sometimes it dwindles. Depending on the performance of the team. I'll cross my fingers.
The sun tan lines that Owen has in each crease all the way up his arms, and on his neck The first Saturday of the Summer that we got to spend all day together at home, just the three of us ( I used to go to class on Saturdays) The fruit smoothies we've been making Sunday evening, that was spent at my parents house The tacos we ate and the time that we spent with Treavor's parents The way Owen waddles around with his walker, with that prouder than proud look on his face. The fact that Treavor is feeling almost completely better and is eating lots of food The way Owen bounces up and down when we turn music on The golf tournament that Treavor's work is having today, with free lunch. That's his kind of work day! The way Owen cuddles with every stuffed animal or blankie he sees My new vacuum that sucks up a scary amount of dirt The cute pirate party Owen and I attended for his cousin Trevor This picture:
The Bad
The way Owen has been waking up from naps so super sad! Is he having nightmares? The movie we rented "Knowing". It kept my attention... but ended weird. The little fall that Owen had down three stairs. The fact that Treavor's back at work full time. We miss him.
The Ugly
Our yard. A sprinkler and our lawn mower broke at the same time. It's pretty W.T. My house. You would think a tornado blew threw this weekend.
