Nobody does it like Owen Lee

Owen helped me with some baking a couple weeks ago. He's mastered the art of banana bread at six months old. Move over Sara Lee.

Say Cheese

Here is Owen's 6 month picture. The one and only. The usually cooperative child wasn't up for pictures that day.

The face of a SIX month old

Here are a couple pictures from Owen on his half birthday.

The serious side pondering life...




The smiley goofball who hopes you can tell that his smile isn't completely toothless any more.

Sweet Child O' Mine

Playing

This is probably Owen's favorite toy. He will lay under it for hours. There's a mirror so he can gaze at himself. It lights up and plays music. Tons of fun. He also uses it as a chew toy, though that's not it's intent.

Even more Xmas

Brendan got a kitchen set for Xmas. Move over Emeril.





Nothing like good Christmas meltdown.


Completely unrelated to this....We were at Kohl’s the other day and Brendan was riding in the cart. He was reading off the letters to me. He knows all his capital letters and loves to be quizzed. “K-O-H-L-S” I told him he did a good job then told him it said Kohl’s. He pointed to himself and said, “No, Brendan’s”. I was confused for a second then realized he thought I meant it was Cole’s cart, not Kohl’s.

Feeding time

It's still not often but Brendan does occasionally like to help out. I think this was just a way to share Dad's lap.

Vocal exercises

Just some good old fashion play time

Another Xmas

We went over the hills to spend the day celebrating Christmas Ahlers style. Owen got to meet his Great Gramps for the first time.





Brendan got to see Gramps for the first time in awhile. One would think that I stuck poor Brendan on Santa's lap instead of Great Gramp's.



Obviously Cole has no fears.



Deal me up, Gramps. I can show you how Euchre is played.



Let the sun shine in.



There was a bad ass white elephant type gift exchange. I got a sweet 38DD bra and panties. I will cherish them always. I hope to grow into the bra some day.

Brendan was all about opening the presents. An art he perfected this year. He could care less what's under all that paper.



All the partying wore out Owen who needed to retreat to Linda's room for a cat nap. I had to take this picture and I must pick Linda a bit. Can you imagine the horror being a small child waking up to that face?!? Ok, so maybe that's not exactly where that was placed on her bed originally, but it was close enough to terrorize a half awake baby.

For the record

We have not fallen off the face of the earth. I've had some issues with uploading pictures/videos for some reason. Hopefully I have more time over the weekend to mess with it and get some stuff posted next. I'll try hard.

Until next time...