Home Again

*Sigh.* My first day back at work.  I have been dreading this for awhile now, but the inevitable day finally came today.  It was pretty tough to leave Logan at daycare for the first time, as much as I knew everything would be fine (he would have fun, he would be with his big brother, etc., etc., etc.).  Yesterday was even worse-- not only did I have my usual "Last Day of Vacation Before Going Back to Work" blues, but I was also all weepy at the thought of leaving Logan behind.  In some ways it was even harder than when I had to leave Owen the first time.

On the outside looking in, it's actually kind of a nice situation.  I'm teaching Summer Enrichment, which means I'm only working half-days, it's only for four weeks, and I'm teaching art.  That's not a bad way to ease myself back into work.  On the other hand, no matter how you look at it, I still don't get to be with my little baby.

Now that my first day of work is behind me (only 17 more to go!) it really wasn't so bad.  Logan slept at daycare most of the morning and was a happy baby the rest of the time.  I have a nice group of kids in my class, I'm getting out and interacting with the world, and I get to teach art!  To be honest, when I'm teaching, my mind is so busy that I don't have time to think about much else most of the time.  But it sure was nice to be home again this afternoon.  This is a photo of Logan being kicky, smiley, and cooey on our bed when we got home.

Pudding

You would think that Owen's love for pudding would cause him to get more in his mouth, but instead it ends up all over his face, his hands, and the table.  Every.  Single.  Time.

Aside from cupcakes, pudding is probably Owen's favorite thing to eat.  Jeremy has a game he plays, where he pretends that he is going to eat Owen's pudding, and Owen flips out.  Now whenever Owen has pudding, he teases Jeremy and says, "YOU can't have my pudding, Daddy!  Ha ha!"

Nananananananananananananananana...

...BATMAN!

The Lego Store.  It was the only way I knew I could get Owen to agree to come to the mall with me.  I can't blame the kid; I don't particularly like going to the mall myself, but I needed new bath towels and I had already been all around town and couldn't find the right color anywhere else.  So after we went to several "towel stores" (successfully!!) we played at the Lego Store.  I let Owen pick out a little toy, and of course he chose Batman.

This was all after he peed all over his pants, my shoe, and the Macy's bathroom floor because we are still working on how to pee in a big potty.

Almost, But Not Quite

Owen has grown at least a few inches in the past few months.  We haven't been keeping track, but at his 3-year-old well check last week, he was measured at 37 inches tall.  A few months ago, he wasn't quite tall enough to ride the rides at the zoo (36 inches) but now he can.  He can reach the water faucet in the bathroom sink when he stands on a stool, and it's soooo nice not to have to lift him up anymore.  All of a sudden he must have hit a growth spurt.  But he's still a little too short for other stuff...like this water fountain at the park.  (Notice his tippy toes.)

In an unrelated story, here was a conversation I had with Owen this afternoon after he scratched his fingernails on my car (again) leaving marks on the paint (again).
Me: Owen, please don't scratch the car.  See?  It leaves marks that never ever come off.  It ruins the car.
Owen: Mommy, you just gotta go get some tape.
Me: Some tape?
Owen: Yeah, tape will fix it right up.
Me: You think tape will fix it?
Owen: Yeah, but you have to just press it on.  Just press it on.  That'll fix it.

Kiwi

Yum, I love summer fruit :)

Play

Logan started to like "playing" this week.  Finally we can bust out the plethora of baby toys that Owen used to play with, which I boxed up awhile back to make room for his new toys.  Logan hates sleeping in his Pack-n-Play, but he loves being in it so he can hit and kick his animals.  He even helped me do report cards-- he played while I worked right next to him at the dining room table.  It was a win/win.