a walk in the woods

Sunday Grampy, Isabelle, Owen, Maddie (the dog) and I snuck out of the house for a quick walk in the woods.  Isabelle did the best I think she has ever done - she walked for an hour all by herself - her big motivation being that she got to control Maddy's leash of course!

grampy, isabelle & maddy

snug as a bug

a trip to kelly's farm

Isabelle, Owen, and I took a ride down to RI for the weekend to spend some time with friends and family.  First stop (after grammy & grampy's of course) was a trip over to my friend Kelly's farm for a fun filled visit with some of my rhody loves.  This I suppose is a special crew because they have all sort of seen, in one way or another, Aaron and I's partnership unfold...then babies born...then marriage and so on...they are a rude, loud, sometimes funny group of people ...one that share our most shameful poop stories with, in hopes to out do the other (har har- kris you won)....a group I can honestly say I am totally myself around...which is truly refreshing!  We ate some delicious fondue courtesy of Max, inhaled burgers made from Jeff & Carolyn's cows, ate a fancy looking potato dish, and choked down some pond marinated duck...ha.

Isabelle & Noa on stroll to see the horses

horses disappointed we had no treats

Owen's worried face makes me laugh every time...

the cutest french american family

playing

happy baby

banter...

I believe kris tried to stink out Isabelle here...

pass the baby

Thanks for a great visit team!

6 weeks

Yup, I will hold onto counting in weeks for as long as I can.  I don't know what the future holds for us as far as more children.  I always thought I would have a big family but I fell in love with someone who is (for now) happy with just two.  And well...while I am not ruling out a third baby Weed...I am just going to hang onto every precious moment that is baby.  So I apologize if my posts on Owen are a little overwhelmingly mama-ish... I just can't help it... I am so in love.

so much laundry...

So I was prepared for the onslaught of laundry that comes along with babies and especially cloth diapering...but I swear Mr. Owen must be in cahoots with a laundry detergent or stain remover...  But yesterday he totally outdid himself.  One load of laundry was created within - I kid you not - one commercial break of Ellen (yes...I love Ellen...and watch it when ever I can...).  And since I recently laughed so hard I cried at my dear friend Melissa's Poop Story...I figured I would share my own poop story (I'm sure there will be plenty more).

It all started with Isabelle wanting to practice her photography skills...(which is tough because she is learning on a Canon digital SLR that is 1/2 the size of her head...)

rut-roh mama

yeah...those evasive big worried eyes weren't just for show...

While I unknowingly posed for a picture with Owen I smelled that familiar smell of poo...not thinking much...because Isabelle really wanted to take a few pictures...I figured I would just get to it in a few minutes. WRONG...moments after the above picture was taken I felt warmth...NOT GOOD.  Owen blasted through his outfit and onto mama...ok...done this before...I jumped out of my pooped on pants and stripped the little man down and into the tub he went.  After bath he gets out, dried and dressed and pukes all over himself...and not just a little puke...this kid doesn't get the nickname "cheese maker" for nothing...OK back to the tub!  Then I get him out for the second time...wrap him in his towel and on our way to the changing table he pees all over me...and well after that we both ended up in new outfits...that thankfully lasted through the evening...

and well that's all she wrote...one load of laundry in less than five minutes... I will forever laugh at that picture above and think of the events that followed it...Thank you Isabelle for capturing it for us!

mornings

Today (and most days) I am so thankful for my snuggle buddy Owen.  Even though he insists on waking me up every two hours....he is the best little bundle of warmth to wake up next to.  His morning smiles and coos make the sleepless night fade away and fill me up with love.

And since I have been totally lacking on posts lately I also figured I would share our last doctors visit went awesome and Owen's "stats" are:

height: 20.25 in

weight: 9 lb 1.5 oz

head circumference: 14.75 in

:a moment:

Wednesday night my mother-in-laws husband, Grampy Galen (GG), passed away during open heart surgery in Boston.  

We are taking a moment to breath, support, and love Nana.

Life is precious.  Hug your loved ones.

big feet, little feet

hard to believe those purple feet were once as small as those blue feet...

so cliche...but it goes by so fast