Me and my shadow

Brendan discovered his shadow a few weeks ago at Gramma Dodie's (a-Horis's, if you ask him). A guy I work with always talks about when his daughter, whose about to graduate from high school, was little they named her shadow. Her name was Keisha M' Boo. That makes me laugh every time I think of it. I think Brendan's shadow needs a name. We haven't come up with one yet though.

Aqua Boy

I took Brendan to Jeremy's hotel to go swimming last weekend. He had a grand time playing in the kiddie pool all by himself. Owen and I just sat by and watched. I worried that he might lose his trunks. They are a bit bigger than anticipated but they held up.

An evening in the park

Last week one night we all went to the park. Brendan played on the slides and Owen chilled in the grass. He attracted a few other kids who sat and watched him like a monkey in a zoo. I got to bond with the odd kids. I heard all about their friends and teachers and how the little boys sister used his mom's razor to shave his back and that upset him deeply.






The pictures of him appearing to be happy are just pure luck. He was actually quite cranky. Below is how he truly felt.

Mud, Sweat, and Tears

Ok, maybe there were no tears.

We learned this weekend that it is wise to check that your central air works BEFORE it is 90 degrees and humid. Sunday night it may have actually been cooler outside than it was in the house so Brendan played like a madman. This is what a mixture of heat, humidity, and dirt looks like.

10 months old

10 months old already?!? Holy cow!

Owen has three bottom teeth that he proudly shows off. He's working on four top teeth right now. One is finally starting to break thru enough that he can grind it with the bottom ones. Disgusting.

He is finally officially sitting on his own and is doing really well with it. He's actually been sitting for a few weeks now. He's also moving right along and pushing himself up on all fours. He's nowhere near crawling but he is sure giving it a try. That just means all the physical therapy is paying off. He's also enjoying walking if you hold his hands and guide him.

Brendan is realizing that Owen can interact a bit more and will actually play with him. He has been into helping give him baths. His job if Owen gets a bath in the sink it to wash everything but his head and face.







Homemade popsicles are a favorite of a cranky, teething boy.


I have no idea what is with this picture. It made me laugh so I'm posting it. An ode to Popeye, perhaps?

Real Men Wear Boots

You light up my life

Brendan dragged out this toy last night and was showing it to Owen. He is fascinated. Before I had the camera out, Brendan would touch it to Owen's cheek to show him it vibrates. Later when we played with it, Owen thought this was more entertaining.

Sacrifice? Or Stupidity?

I talked to Owen’s eye doctor earlier this week about his lack of interest in his glasses. He literally rips them off the second they touch his face. We’ve tried everything we can think of to keep them on with no success. He wore them like a champ for the first six days. We made the mistake of bragging about it.

His doctor prescribed him eye drops that will dilate his eyes. The only way that he will be able to focus is to wear his glasses. Hopefully this will teach him to keep them on.

I was talking to someone about dilating drops and they told me that last time they had their eyes dilated it burned really bad. I didn’t want to burn his eyes so I tested the drops to make sure it didn’t burn. It didn’t. I went to bed that night and all was fine with the world.

I woke up the next morning and my eyes were still dilated. I went to work and my eyes were still dilated. I was able to borrow someone’s reading glasses so that I could at least see the computer enough to work.

Three hours into my work day and my eyes were still dilated. I finally called the eye doctor. I talked to his nurse who told me these aren’t your typical eye drops that they use when you have an eye exam. These are longer lasting. Longer…..like up to a week. One week. Maybe more.

As I type this my eyes are still dilated. And will likely be for several days to come. I have now acquired several pairs of reading glasses each with their own job. One helps me see the computer screen. One helps me see papers. One helps me see my phone. It’s that bad.

Did I mention that I have several more days of this to contend with? **sigh**

Go ahead….laugh at my expense.

Deep in the Forest

Brendan asked to go for a walk in the "forest" yesterday. Since Owen was napping, I obliged. We just kept going deeper and deeper and deeper. He didn't want to go back to the house. While we were out I got a few pictures of him. These were completely unstaged. And I actually got a smile out of him. That's rare! I mean he smiles all the time, until he sees the camera.