Talks

#1. My conversation with Owen first thing when I went to get him up in the morning:

Owen: It's cold outside (there was a lot of fog)

Me: Yes, it is cold outside

Owen: Horse, cold, too

Me (swelling with pride): Yes, you are right, the horses are probably cold too.

- He is so thoughtful.

#2. After a good 15 minute tantrum session because he couldn't have his binky. We have the following conversation as tear streaks run down his cheeks.

Owen: I'm crying

Me: I'm sorry. Why are you crying?

Owen: No binky

Me (trying my very hardest not to burst into laughter): I'm sorry you are crying but mommy said no binky.

#3. In the midst of chaos.

Owen: I want to watch choo-choo

Me: I'm sorry, we are not going to watch trains now.

Owen: I want to watch choo-choo T-T's house

Me: *laughing*

- T-T comes up a lot when I say no to ice-cream and now to watching choo-choo's (Thomas). He will also say, "Bye-bye T-T's car ice cream".

#4. While feeding the girls solids Owen brings me "his" baby doll.

Owen: Eat food too.

Me (giving her a "bite" of food): Here, she got some food.

Owen (trying to lift up my shirt): No, eat food too.

-Yes, I nursed his baby doll

"Two Babies"

Our Silly Boy

In the midst of the inevitable chaos of having three small kiddos our home is filled with laughable moments. Owen amazes me with his creativity and humor. Here is some of the fun I happened to capture on "film".

Owen and the girls in line for solids. Owen likes to join when it is bananas but opts out when it is veggies :).

Owen feeding his "two babies"- as he calls them.

Owen loves to read books. He unloaded an entire shelf on Anabel and the couch then jumped up in the middle of it to read to himself.

Not really silly but cute. He still asks to ride horses on a daily basis.

This speaks for itself

The pages still look clean, don't they?

Yogurt popsicles strategy when I need fifteen min. He then rubbed the yogurt all over his arms and legs like lotion. My fifteen minutes cost me fifteen ;)

I love this one! I was trying to get a picture of them all with the blankets my grandmother gave them to send to her and the babies just weren't having it. Owen was very patient but the screaming was starting to get to him :).