Lest anyone think I died due to my stupid broken windshield wiper, I am here! Here, just… trying to keep my head above water at the moment. I am happy to report that instead of blogging last week I buckled down and knocked that To Do list out of the park. I got the wipers fixed and, as if the mechanic had heard my pleas to the universe to find time to get everything done last week, HE offered to take my car to get inspected so that I didn’t have to. Now THAT, my friends, is service. They just made a customer for life.
My friend who was supposed to stay for the weekend canceled, so my carefully laid out plans of “how to pass the time when Benjamin travels AGAIN for work” went awry. Still, Owen and I had a really nice time hanging out.
I think we’re entering another “sweet spot” with my little buddy. I hesitate to even mention it, but Owen is sleeping like a CHAMP these days. I think I deserve it, too, after the fall/early winter sleep regression that had us up at 4:30/5:00am every morning and the recent teething bout that had us up before the sun for a few weeks. But the last week or so Owen has been snoozing until 7:00am. Even 7:40am one day! When I looked at the clock that morning I flew out of bed so fast and threw open the door to his room, assuming, of course, that he had stopped breathing or someone had stolen him out of his crib. Crazy Mama alert! But no. He was just… sleeping. I actually think there was a major growth spurt in there too. He was eating like a teenage boy for a week or two, and now all he’s doing is sleeping. Solid 2 1/2 hour naps and 12 hours at night. And happy as can be. Whew, I can’t imagine what he’ll be like when he actually IS a teenager!
In other news, we passed the time on Sunday morning by enjoying some time on a nearby farm. With Daddy away again, Owen and I enjoyed a bonding day doing whatever he wanted! So freeing and fun to let him make (almost) all of the decisions for awhile.
We rode the choo choo…
…and even got to touch the wheels.
Someone is a little obsessed with anything with wheels.
We discovered the joy of blowing dandelion fluff…
…except he couldn’t really get the hang of the whole “blowing” part, so he ended up just tearing the tops off and throwing them up in the air. Whatever works, right?
Owen got to ride a palopillow (caterpillar) ride all by himself! No parents allowed.
The first time he went, I jogged alongside the ride (it did a loop around a big play area, out of sight) along with the other nervous Mamas. After he barely looked at me the whole time, I let him ride a few times by himself and he LOVED it. What a big boy!
There were seesaws…
…and hay bale mountains to climb.