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Archive for October, 2008

Yesterday Owen and I were getting ready to go to visit the nursing home.   This is the second time we took Owen and his cousin Lyric to the nursing home to mingle with the old people.  As we were getting ready, Owen said to me “why do old people live in nursing homes and new people live in houses?”

Owen is such a big boy lately, except for the fact that he still uses diapers.  He is just so anxious to use the toilet that we can’t get him potty trained.  However, aside from that, he is growing and exploring and understanding his world more and more each day.  I have been keeping a list of all the random cute things he says and does, so here goes:

He always wants three of something “because Owen is three”.  For example, he likes to have three dry noodles before I cook them, because he is three.  Or three books read, or three pieces of candy, or for me to have three more babies.  When asked why, the answer is inevitably, “three because Owen is three”.

One night when Daddy was putting him to sleep, Daddy was talking about all his toys, and mentioned his “hot wheels”.  Owen said, “why I not have cold wheels?”  Daddy couldn’t stop laughing about that one.

When we come home from taking a walk, I ride up in the elevator and Daddy and Owen take the stairs to try to beat me.  They always do, because the elevator is pretty slow.  But lately, Owen has stopped on the last set of stairs and told Daddy in a hushed voice, “wait”, and only when he hears me come out of the elevator does he then walk up the rest of the stairs.  We think he started to feel bad that he always beat me, so he decided to let me win the game by waiting.  He has been doing this for a few weeks now and I think it is so generous of him.

One day he had this little tiny screw driver type key chain that is used for the screws in eye glasses.  It has caps on it and unscrews to reveal the screwdriver inside, so there are no sharp edges.  We went on a walk and Owen was playing with this.  Suddenly he asked where it was and got upset that it had disappeared.  We didn’t know what he was talking about at first, and when we asked him what it was, he said “that little thing that gives my shoes gas”.  I realized what he meant then, as I’ve seen him using it before to give his toy cars gas, like a gas pump.  Apparently he had been giving his shoes, some crocs with holes in them, gas while we were on our walk.  We couldn’t find it and told him that the next day we would take the same walk and look for it.  However, in the morning when I went to change his diaper, there it was, inside is diaper!  Can you imagine sleeping with a hard metal object in your diaper all night?

Lately when we try to put Owen to sleep, Daddy says, “Don’t you want to go to sleep so you can wake up in the morning and have a new day?”  Owen says “no, I want to stay awake so I can go back to the other one days”.  We asked what he meant, and he means he wants to go backwards in time to the days he has already lived through.  We explained that we can’t go backwards, only forwards.  He then said, “robots can do it”.

Owen goes into his room a lot and plays on his own now.  He also plays on his own in the living room too, and often sings little songs to himself as he plays.  He seems to decompress this way.  One day he was at Grammie’s house and got scared and wanted to come home.  We didn’t come right away, and when we did get him home Owen took a long bath.  When Daddy walked in to check on him, he was laying in the tub with his ears under water and his legs up in the air kind of kicking them into the air.  He was singing “and I want to go home, so…., they haf to come get me….”

Sometimes when he goes off into his room to play, he comes back with slices of his toy pizza for us that he made.  He hands us the food and says “oh, thank you”, because he always gets confused about just who is supposed to say “thank you”.  As we pretend to eat, he brings us cups of tea, fruit, and other types of food to pretend to ingest.  He sometimes delivers it on plates and gives us silverware as well.

He now talks very seriously and gestures as he talks with his right hand.  He usually points his finger and bobs his hand up and down as he speaks to emphasize what he is saying.  He also uses gestures to help explain things he is trying to tell us.  To do this he will hold his hand so his fingers are all squeezed tightly together, but straight out.  With his hand or hands in this position he will wave his arm around in a circle, or thrust it straight out, or use both hands and show how large or small something is.

Sometimes when he gets upset he asks for milk.  Even though he is weaned, he still associates milk with comfort.  He never asks to nurse, even if I talk about how he used to nurse when he was little, but he will ask for milk.  He will ask for a glass at night right before bed.  Or, if he gets really upset, he will ask for milk and say, “that will feel me better”.

He now gallops.  He jumps and gallops often.  He gallops around the house or as he holds my hand when we are walking somewhere.  I don’t know how he figured out how to gallop, but he just started doing it one day.  I asked him where he learned it and he started telling me something about Lala, the Teletubbie.

He has started to put the first letter of a word with it’s appropriate word.  For example, he’ll say “M starts with Mama” or “O starts with Organ, like Owen”.  He also seems to notice when a word rhymes with another.  I think he gets this from watching “Word World”.  On Word World they build words with the letters of a word, and it creates the object that the word spells.  Sometimes he tells us, “let’s build a word” as if we can just gather up some letters and build words like on Word World.  He absolutely loves this show, and I’m trying to have it be the only show he watches each day.

There are some words that Owen just says so cute.  Like for refried beans, he says “fee-byed beans”.  Tomorrow is “tofarmo”.  Basket is “basek”.

Since we call Owen things like “stinker” or “buckeroo” he thinks that these are terms of endearment for everyone.  So he now calls me “my little stinker” or “my buckeroo”.  He also says to us “you are my best”, which of course means that we are his best friend.

Owen is very good at sharing, with us anyway.  He will offer us just about anything he has.  He doesn’t get selfish with candy or anything.  And if we say sure, that we want some, he then gives it to us and says, “oh, thank you”.  Like I said, he often gets confused about who is supposed to say thank you, and he can’t seem to grasp the concept of “your welcome”.  In his world, there is just “thank you” and the response to that is “thank you” too.

He is very concerned about how tall he is or how tall he is going to get.  He talks about when he will be “tall up to the sky” often.  Or he stands on a stool or chair and says “how tall am I now?”.  He then holds his hand to his forehead and says “I want to get this tall up to here”.  He doesn’t understand that we have stopped growing, and he’ll often say “when you are tall up to the sky Mama, then you can reach that” as if someday I’ll be much taller then I am now.