Pictures!

As promised, some cute pics of our week. We are going to the coast for a day trip tomorrow, so will post all about that as well as the "sip and see".

A week off

My sister Christy and her daughter Hannah were in town for a week, so I was away from the computer. It was great having her here. There is nothing like a sister. It was so great having help with Owen and just company. Hannah is pretty funny. One night my mother was watching her while Christy went to Gruene Hall with an old friend. Hannah was apparently watching some forbidden TV because the next day she told me she watched some movie called "Shark Attack" and there was a part where a guy "tries to drunk a girl and get her to lay down and kiss her, but she can't because she's asleep". Wow! I wasn't even allowed to watch "M*A*S*H" when I was a kid. I tried to get Hannah started on a blog herself, but she informed me that between school and TV, there would be very little time for blogging. I understand. Anyway, they are gone now and I miss them terribly.

On sunday Jeff and I took Owen to Gruene to eat lunch and into Gruene Hall for a his first live band. The band was just...meh, but we got a few cute pics of him on the dance floor. My Ome and her sisters used to go dancing there in a covered wagon if you can believe it. I love when it is so crowed there that the floor is literally bouncing up and down and people are on the tables dancing...

After all of that excitement, Owen got some mysterious fever and shrieking sickness. I was truly frightened for one of the first times of my life. I guess all babies have to get sick some time...He has had a cold before, but that night he was screaming and feverish. Katrina saved the day though with her sensible calm. Thanks!
Owen's new thing is a direct result from his illness I think. He shrieks now. Just shrieks when he wants something. It is so unnerving to me that I instantly comply. He has also learned to open and shut the doors here at Ome's House. He just LOVES to do dangerous things. Why is that?

All in all, fun week! I will post the pics later.

Nostalgia

When I was younger it seemed that every weekend , I would dye my hair some crazy color. It was like a ritual I did before going out with friends. In high school, my friend KT and I would either dye our hair or pierce or ears. By the time I graduated from high school, I had 7 ear rings and my hair had been every color they sold at Sally Beauty Supply. Anyway, this evening I am sans Owen for an hour so I can get this done. I am listening to this amazing website, Pandora. No drink in hand, but it feels good to be free for an hour or so on a Saturday night while I color the grey away....

What a night

Owen suffered through another night of what I refer to as "the miseries". He is simultaneously teething and has a cold, so the cure all, nursing, is just not working b/c he can't breath. He tries to nurse-- he very gamely sucks like mad then pops off to take this huge breath, but after a bit he got very frustrated and just cried, which made his nose even more stuffy. I finally just got up with him at around 2 am and we sat on the breakfast room floor and played and I fixed him some toast--until 4:30. I actually got Owen to sleep by facing a wall and rock/singing him to sleep. He just wouldn't close his eyes....I don't understand this b/c mommy's eyes want to close practically all of the time. Maybe its time I stop inhaling coffee as my main energy source?

Anyhow, our first Valentine's Day with Owen was a great success. My mom watched him while we went to a book store and out for Thai. Then we went to Target and bought ourselves the coolest toy --this new tiny camcorder that is the easiest ever to record and upload. Unfortunately, we had to get the white version b/c that's all they had.

I just got off the phone with Joe The Exterminator. He has to come back over to finish off with what I have been referring optimistically to as our "squirrel problem".

Uh, it's not squirrels.

Welcome to the Jungle!

This seems like an obvious cliche but, sometimes our life does seem quite jungley...like, for example,we had to have Joe the exterminator come for a visit today to capture some critters from our attic. Lately they had become so loud/many that Owen would look up at the ceiling with a "Huh" look on his face. However, I banged on the walls last night to give fair warning....Since this is our first post, I'll keep it short and just add some pictures of Owen who is not quite ten months old! Here's some from Super Bowl. Go Cowboys!