Happy Halloween!

Prizefighter and prize floors

Score: Concrete floor 1, Owen 0

The hardwoods in the new house have been stripped, and we are going to just seal them and leave them their natural color. As for the paneling and walls? I dunno. Any suggestions not involving a sledgehammer are welcome.

We move one week from today, so it will be a mad dash to the finish. But we are so excited! And I met with the couple who is (subject-verb agreement issue there?) buying our little Homewood bungalow, and I'm confident we are leaving it in good hands. Yay!

Post edit: While I was trying to write this post, Coby got sick and Owen got bored with eating his oatmeal and started throwing it. Did you know flung oatmeal looks a whole lot like cat puke?

The good news...

Owen and I head to Texas today!

The bad news...

We have to leave for the airport in just over an hour and Owen's clothes are still in the dryer, he hasn't fallen asleep for his nap yet, and I haven't packed one single thing.

The sad news...

This is the last time Owen flies free.

But did I mention the good news?

Owen and I head to Texas today!

Better skedaddle.

He said he was just going to brush his teeth

23 and 2/31.

Sorry folks. By the time I remembered to take Owen's picture at 8 PM on the 3rd he wasn't in much of a smiling mood.

See wood veneer paneling in background to understand what's making me so forgetful lately. I hope to post some before and after pics of the new house soon!

We closed on our new house today!

Owen enjoying a blue "tuh-tur" from the bank.

There's lots of hard work ahead, but we are very excited. The house is on 2.3 acres of woods in Vestavia, and I can just picture a 7-year-old Owen spending long days outside waging battles from his tree fort. And we are less than a mile from 3 of our best couple friends. Can anyone say block party?

Jockey O

Thanks for the shirt Aunt Becky & Uncle Joe!

Boy Owen has worn me out today, and it's barely after lunchtime. To give you some indication of his adventures this morning, I had to give him a bath before nap time to remove oatmeal and ice cream from his hair and bird bath water, blue-tinted bug spray, mud and sweat from the rest of him. Now I think it's a shower and a nap for me too.

Turtle

Scott and Owen discovered this little reptilian refugee in our yard early this morning. I guess all the heavy rains flooded him out of his usual home. I was all prepared to "save" him, but then I found an internet article that pointed out that he didn't need saving anymore than the dozens of birds and squirrels that I see in our yard daily. I did pick him up to check for webbed feet (negative) to verify that he's a land turtle, and then I left him to mosey off into the woods.

Everyday Owen: Zoo Carousel

Everyday Owen: Dut

First Day of School

Okay, so it's really not school, just Mother's Day Out. But when I was packing his lunch in his brand new lunch box last night it sure felt like I was sending him off to school. He wanted to walk in on his own and carry his own bag, and he didn't even cry when I left. No comment on whether I can claim the same!

In the clink

When you're a toddler and you've been given a highchair time-out (for let's say biting your father or intentionally urinating on your mother) and you're all strapped in with nowhere to go, how do you show your parents that they haven't gotten the best of you?

Nothing says, "I will not yield!" like a striptease.

22.

Repeat after me...

Everyday Owen: Grass

It figures

Wouldn't you know? The first time in 2 or 3 weeks that Owen sleeps past eight, leaving me time to eat breakfast peacefully while watching the 1st hour of the Today Show, Edward Kennedy has to go and die and preempt all programming.

Nature boy

It may not look like much, but this post is the result of 30+ hours worth of upload time for these pictures. Any techies out there want to tell me what's the deal?

None-nur

Personal Style

What I selected for Owen to wear today:

What he chose for himself:

Mmmm...corn

#1

Scott almost didn't believe the insurance company rep was serious when she called to schedule the appointment.

"Yes, sir. I know it seems like a strange request for a 1-year-old, but we've done it before. Maybe they can use one of his diapers or something."

But Owen sat right down on the potty and gave his urine sample like it wasn't the weirdest thing we had ever asked him to do. I could just imagine that what he was thinking. Hmmm, so it's not okay to throw a cup, but Mommy and Daddy cheer like lunatics when I pee in one...

If he tests positive for women's fertility drugs I will be so disappointed in him.

Everyday Owen: 1st Refrigerator Art

Oh, and we're trying to sell our house. Go here and search MLS# 436767 to see it. We'd love for a young couple to have it.

Everyday Owen: Name that nursery rhyme

21.

Day late. Dead camera battery.

Off to Texas!

June 2008, by Viv

See you next week!