Since John has started taking classes full time this Fall, Owen has started at daycare. We found a place that we really like and that seemed like a great fit for Owen as well. He went 3 days last week and the first two went well. Friday he cried when John pulled up in the parking lot and Owen has been crying at drop off since then. The teacher says he just cries for a few minutes and then plays fine all day. Once other parents start coming to pick other kids up, he gets whiney when he sees the door opening, hoping it's one of us. This would all be fine, but it's also effecting his sleeping at home. We think he must be expecting us to leave or something because it's so hard to get him to bed now! He used to be an awesome sleeper, going right to sleep when we put him down at 8:00 and sleeping until at least 7am. Now, as soon as we start walking down the hallway to his room he freaks out. Major seperation anxiety! Monday night he woke up in the middle of the night and no matter what we did, we couldn't get him to stop crying or back to sleep for almost an hour and a half. Last night we had to go back to some of our "crying it out" techinques of staying out of his room for a bit, then going back after 5 minutes of crying, then after another 10, then another 15. He finally stopped crying last night just before the 15 minutes were up. That's almost over half an hour of crying! It's exhausting us, we feel terrible that he's so upset and thinks that we'd leave him, and he's tired too. I'm know it's just a phase, and it will get better, but when you're in the thick of it, it sucks.
On a positive note, Owen is LOVING books and almost all of a sudden. Up until about a week ago he would just rip the pages and not pay attention when we tried to read to him. Now he's constantly saying "book, book" and wants up to pick him up so he can get to the bookshelf and pick something to look at. I even find him sometimes on the couch looking at a book, turning the pages like he's actually reading to himself. So cute! He's started saying a lot more words, even though we're mainly the only ones who understand him. Book, ball, fan, balloon, I know, please, what is that, sock, and shoe are all words I've recently heard. He doesn't say them consistently, but when I ask him to bring me his shoes, he'll wander off muttering shoes to himself and then bring them to me! He does a lot of animal sounds too, like frog, crow, duck, cow, cat and dog. Also, he stopped pooping in the tub. I think that's a major milestone! :)
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Farmer's Market
Friday, September 17, 2010
Bye Bye
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Silly Boy
Grandma Cary always calls Owen a "Silly Billy Boy". Now Owen says it all the time, but leaves out the Billy.
Ribbit Ribbit
I was reading Owen a book with a frog in it and I did the ribbit ribbit voice and he did it back. It was the funniest thing. We try to get him to do it for other people, but he rarely does it when we want him too, so here it is on video.
Emerald Downs.
Julia's New Harido
Julia recently got a new hair cut, it had been over a year. Hear is her having fun with Owen.
Saint Edwards Park Bothell.
Yesterday Sept 7th, we went to Saint Edwards Park down in Bothell to meet Aly and Henry for some fun. This was an awesome park and I can't wait till Owen is bigger to have lots of fun here.
Owen put on Julia's shirt and was walking around with it over his head.
He looks like a little ghost.
Pine Cones
I guess this whole park was build by local volunteers. It has a lot of cool features. Owen is playing some chimes.
Spying for mommy.
Driving the boat.
Owen and Henry Swinging.
Flying the plane.
Sand Box.
He ate a little sand.
Saying goodbye.
Ride home.
Cheese.
Owen put on Julia's shirt and was walking around with it over his head.
He looks like a little ghost.
Pine Cones
I guess this whole park was build by local volunteers. It has a lot of cool features. Owen is playing some chimes.
Spying for mommy.
Driving the boat.
Owen and Henry Swinging.
Flying the plane.
Sand Box.
He ate a little sand.
Saying goodbye.
Ride home.
Cheese.
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