Dancing Boo

Last weekend, we went to a Ceilidh. Owen watched his parents do square dances and rounds, and ever since then, he has been bit by the dancing bug. It took me a few days to figure out what he was doing...but it does seem to be dancing! (I'm not sure what Chris is doing...)

I've been meaning to add this for a while...

Jan painted this as a gift for Tim on Father's Day. Some of you may remember the original photo that was posted during their first visit to Jersey City to see Owen as a newborn. I love the painting too!

Kids know a lot about technology these days...

Owen, Grampa Tim and Aunt Jessie

Owen is trying out his Aunt Jessie's phone in this shot. Doesn't he look like he is texting a friend??

Chris and I are shopping for new cell phones, with local numbers. Cincinnatians are wigged-out if you give them your number, and it has an area code they aren't familiar with. They jump to the conclusion that we are in Guam, and if they return our call they will be calling Guam. I had a recent experience where I thought I had lost my wallet at our local YMCA. I gave the girl at the desk my cell number to call me back after checking their vault to see if the wallet had been turned in. She made it sound like it would take 5 minutes and then she would call me right back. Quite a while passed, and I was getting increasingly antsy about my missing identification, so I called the Y back to inquire about the findings. The same girl answered, and said, "Sorry, I checked when you first called, and your wallet had not been turned in to lost and found." I asked when she was going to call me back, as she had said she would? She said, "Oh, that number you gave me was a long distance number." (Um, I am a member, and had given her my name...she could have easily gotten my home number if she had cared to.) Sigh.

So, we are looking for new phone plans.

Chris Swears Owen did it!

Okay, so this could just be a lovely picture of jolly Owen and his Mom, Jess. But we took this picture for a reason. This is Owen's new play kitchen, by the way. He got it on Sunday because he loves to play with the one at the YMCA so much. Thanks, Craigslist! Anyhoo...Owen was playing with his kitchen this afternoon, and when I got home, I looked inside the oven, dishwasher, microwave and refrigerator...to find that not only had Owen stashed his blocks, but he organized them by color! The orange blocks are in the fridge, the purple toys both in the dishwasher. Red blocks belong in the oven, of course, because they are HOT! No Kidding, Chris was just as shocked as I was when I pointed it out to him. Look at that beaming little face, so proud of himself.

Pumping Owens for strength training...

This boy is 27 pounds now!!!

Do you wonder why my back hurts?

Does this Helmet make my head look big??

Ah....Boones. Does this picture need further commentary?

Kisses from Owen

Owen is learning about kisses. So far, he is getting the right "sound effects" down, but it is still a work in progress...