Have you ever seen a walrus eat something? It's disgusting. I had a front row seat at a window in the walrus exhibit at Sea World during feeding time once. They chew on/eat fish parts and then spit them back out or in this case, spray them at the window only to chow on it again and continue repeating the process. Owen is a walrus, in that, he will regurgitate words, songs and phrases. He repeats everything he hears; it's so cute. I started singing the ABC song to him on Saturday and he immediately started singing it back to me. He has the tune down, now we just need to work on his diction.
Taylor's present from Owen was that he started saying Hap-pee Do Day! on her birthday. Today he saw a lit candle and was screaming and pointing, "Do Day! Do Day!" His wheels were turning as he tired to blow out the candle. I'm certain he was thinking, if there's a candle there MUST be cake. He started to sing, "Do Day, Do Day, dear Mama!"
Speaking of birthday... This is a book that Taylor got from Monka for her birthday. The full title reads, Math Doesn't Suck - How to survive middle school math without losing your mind or breaking a nail. Very classy. One chapter introduces the basics of Algebra in terms of a cute foreign exchange student (x). Jerry, Mr. Math himself, is only slightly amused by the terminology used in the book.Lydia at dinner the other night proclaimed, "This sucks!" Thanks, Monka.
What really sucks, however, is that last week I did one of those really stupid things that just makes you so mad for being so dumb! I had pulled a shoulder/neck/back muscle or something during a butterfly set at swim practice, so I did not have full range of motion with turning my head. Taylor was late for early morning show choir practice, and as if backing out of the driveway quickly is going to make her get there any sooner, I hurriedly put the van in reverse. I was painfully turned to look behind me, so as to not run over any early morning dog walkers and was slowly turning my injured self back to face the front when CRUNCH! Side view mirror, please meet my garage door! SHATTER! Side view mirror pieces, meet the driveway. Grr! I was so mad. So for Christmas, I will be getting a sparkley new side view mirror.
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Owen: Holy cute! I love the moment when he notices you have a camera. And the "LMNO" part is great! I, for one, could totally understand everything coming out of his mouth. He and Miles speak the exact same language. His diction sounds perfect!
Lydia: You're right - that probably does suck (whatever it was).
Taylor: I hated math, too, but you gotta soldier through. Or, as they say in Texas, "Cowboy up."
Sara: Sara, Sara, Sara. The funnest part of reading that whole story was imagining the steam coming out of Jerry's ears. Reminds me of the time you didn't put the antenna down before taking the "Olds" through the carwash...Too bad Jerry's never done anything like that. Oh, wait, don't I remember him having a truck once? Hmmm.....
Owen is to die for cute! Love all the stories...I think I can just insert myself into your life; it all sounds so familiar. Once I backed our brand new (2 wks old) car in to a garbage dumpster. 3 months later I backed it into a grocery cart. I've yet to live that down 10 year later. My comment to Jared for situations like that is "people are more important than things, right, honey?"
"I uh ooooooo" too Owen! Love the bath shot!
Oh and I didn't realize that your dryer ate socks too. Every time we go home to my mom's, we come back with a few spare socks. It's so wierd. I grew up with umteen billion pairs of unmatched socks. Never fails to lose one in every load!
I don't recall steam, Anna. I've had enough of these little mishaps that he doesn't get too excited anymore. I had forgotten all about the Olds antenna, thanks for reminding me.
Kathy's comment also reminded me of the time I backed into a U-Haul at Mesa (UCSD) with our brand-new-
to-us-we're-living-the-dream minivan AND the time I backed into a parked low-ride-super-suped
-up-my-gansta-truck-is-my-life truck with my brand spankin' new Quest (and that was prior to the 4 quarts of alfredo sauce that spilled in it on the way to church while swerving to save Bambi's life)! I swear I'm a good driver.
Oh my... you've got quite the life... as for your mismatched socks, just start wearing them mismatched. It's cool these days. Owen in the bath tub= the reason I can't wait to have kids. Lydia's "That sucks" comment=the reason I want my kids to stay babies forever. Thankfully, I've never damaged my car. I've still got time, though:)
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