Owen version 2.50

somethings about my 2.5 year old...

*he loves fruits and vegetables, as well as candy, popsicles, crackers and fruit snacks

*he loves his daddy. He gets really sad when he has to leave for work or church (it is one or the other everytime)

*he loves all of his friends. He gets so excited to see them and it is always motivation for him to take a bath and get dressed. He says "I look nice"

*he still carries around his posse, but it has grown, and some others are more favored than others...Teddy is still #1, then mickey mouse that he took over from my aunt that is probably about 20 years old, then elmo, then a blue monkey he calls manny, an elephant he calls ellie, and there are probably 5+ but lets not get crazy naming them all. It is a battle to A. get him to go to sleep with just a select 3 or 4 or B. get him to leave the house/car with just a couple. He insists that they ALL come. I have really learned what it means to "choose your battles"

*he loves to feed the ducks. On my mom's birthday we went and fed the ducks at Murray park. The next day he brought me the whole loaf of bread saying he wanted bread. I gave him a slice although I thought it odd to snack on just bread, he tore it into little pieces and threw them to Pedro and ate some himself.

*he loves his helmet and elbow/knee pads. He will wear his helmet all day in the house, driving around in the car, etc, etc. He wore his pads most of the evening tonight and would intentionally make himself fall (on carpet) and then promptly say "I ok".

*he says "whats this?" and "Whats that?"

*it seems that he is potty training himself, with a little effort from me. he takes off his diaper everytime he pees and lets me know he has a wet diaper. hmmm.

*he is bossy. We listen to "his" songs in the car. We are generally not allowed to sing or dance along. He will yell at us "no sing!" or he will yell at me TO sing. sheesh.

*he is becoming more and more independent. He says "I do it myself" or "I try it"

*I think he has selective hearing when it comes to baby brother on the way. We ask him, who's in mommy's belly? Where's he going to sleep(which once he told Steve outside)? Whats baby's name? But he will not even acknowledge you for the most part.

*we watched superman a while back and it really left an impact on him. For one, he kept asking "what happened to chupaman?" (he fell in the water, but he got better, because he is superman) and for another, he is now obsessed with his hooded towels, because he thinks and says "I am chupaman"

and a couple recent stories I cannot forget...

One Sunday Owen was feeling a little under the weather and was just sitting on my lap and snuggling during Sacrament meeting. I could feel the baby moving at the same time and I just felt overwhelmed with love. I know Miles will love his big brother and look up to him so much and I know Owen will be such an awesome loving brother. I feel so blessed to be a mother...of 2 almost!

The other day Steve and I were lying in bed and Owen was not yet awake. Pretty soon I heard some movement and in comes Owen...bedhead and pajamas with a huge grin and my slurpee from the night before. He was delighted to have his "juice." All we could do was laugh because it was really adorable. And then I promptly took it away. Sorry, its just not the way to start off your morning little boy.

I love this kid more and more everyday. I still see the sweet little face I did when he was brand new, but now with more character, personality and charm. He is such a joy.