This week has seemed pretty calm. No big vacations. No Alaska trips. No huge furniture rearranging. And yet, we've had some things that were pretty notable.
Tuesday evening Scott came home from Alaska. He went to work the next day and to Mutual that night, so we still are missing him. He's so busy with work this time of the year, that even when he's not traveling, we don't really get to see him. He also found out this week that his assistant is quitting (she found a better job), and she gave her two week notice (which consists of one week of her being gone for Thanksgiving, and the next week of Scott being gone to Alaska). So, his stress level has skyrocketed as he is faced with having to hire and train a new assistant, and being without help until that happens. And of course, because his stress level rises, so does mine--no assistant at work, means no husband here at home.
Thursday Aaron had a Thanksgiving Feast at kindergarten. I baked 50 mini cornbread muffins the night before to bring for it. Nate was at preschool, so just Owen got to come with me. Scott went with the kids to "Donuts with Dad" before school that morning, then stayed on to help with the set-up for the feast in the kindergarten room. Aaron loved that his baby brother and BOTH of his parents were there with him at his feast.
Thursday after school Savannah had gymnastics. Then that evening the whole family went grocery shopping at Walmart (we were out of pretty much everything). We also went to Bed Bath and Beyond to get presents for two wedding receptions coming up.
Scott's dad had surgery last week. On Friday night we got a babysitter and left the younger 4 kids at home. We took Savannah and Josh to see Grandpa Mike in the hospital, and then took Grandma Jo to dinner with us.
Saturday morning Scott woke up in intense pain. He rolled around and moaned for an hour or so before he asked me to take him to the doctor. We took Owen with us, and left Savannah home to babysit the other kids. I took Scott to Primary Health, where he was diagnosed with a kidney stone, was prescribed some heavy pain medication, and given a funnel with a screen on the end to pee through (so he'd catch the kidney stone and know when it had passed). Then we went home for him to sleep the day away in a drug induced haze. I had a bunch of errands planned for the day, and since Scott was out of commission, I got to take all the kids with me. I let Josh stay home (in case Scott needed anything), and I took the other 5 kids to Old Navy with me. They were having doorbuster deals, which created a very crowded store (not fun with 5 kids), but I scored 4 long sleeve shirts for the girls at $2.66 a piece, a beautiful $90 black coat for me for only $10, and a new winter coat for Savannah for just $7.50. Then I brought all the kids back home, put Owen down for a nap, sent Nate across the street to a birthday party, put a movie on for Aaron and Josh, and took the girls with me to do some Christmas shopping at a local holiday boutique that some of my friends were participating in. After acquiring some cute knit hats for the girls and a few other fun things, we stopped off at Target to get Savannah some new jeans (her's are too tight, she says). Then it was home to find that Scott was miraculously healed. He had passed his kidney stone and was feeling great (although, we was still a little out of it until the pain medicine fully wore off). So, since he was feeling better, we packed up all the kids and went to two wedding receptions that night.
The kids were out of school on Friday (teacher inservice) and are out of school this whole week for Thanksgiving. As Aaron will readily tell you, they get 11 sleeps till they have to go back to school (well, 6 sleeps now). This house has seen more art projects than ever so far this week, and yet every 10 minutes I still hear "I'm bored!" from someone.
Scott's little brother and his wife had their first baby last week. We still need to go see little Avery Jo. The kids can't wait to meet their cousin. I'm trying to give Kenna as much time as possible before that happens.
And our Thanksgiving plans are up in the air. We were planning on having Thanksgiving with Scott's parents (to celebrate his Dad having his surgery done and on the path of recovery). But, they've decided that he won't be feeling well enough to handle a big crowd yet. So, we've considered going to Aberdeen where all of my family will be getting together. But, traveling with 6 kids is exhausting, and Scott has to fly out for his third Alaska trip Sunday morning. With both of our stress levels already so high, I'm not sure either one of us wants to take on the stress of a trip. The idea of just staying home with my little family sounds like the most appealing to me. No packing, no traveling, no breaking up fights in the car, no laundry to do when we get back--just staying home and enjoying this cute little family that I've created. Then we will have time to get our Christmas tree put up and decorated with Scott before he leaves us again for another week. Have I mentioned how glad I am going to be when all this Alaska travel is finally behind us for one more year?
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
More Aaron Stories
Aaron says the best things. Here are some examples:
When we called home from Florida toward the end of our trip, we told Aaron we had bought him some souvenirs. He yelled to anyone who would listen on his end of things, "Mom and Dad bought me a scuba-nir!" Then, back to us on the phone, "What's a scuba-nir? Is it something I wear down in the water?"
Last week Aaron was sitting with Nate in the chair watching TV. As I walked through the room, he asked me, "Mom, do you know who my best friend is?" I guessed Nate. Nope. I guessed me. Nope. I started guessing kids from his Kindergarten class--Wheaton, Crew, Carter. Nope, nope, and nope. Finally I said, "I give up Aaron, who is it?". "Rebecca Price. Not Rebecca Jean Fulbert--remember she punched me in the eye. The other Rebecca. Rebecca Price. She's my BFF!" Then, thinking that maybe that would hurt my feelings, he added, "But you are my BBFFBB...B! And she is just my BFF." Love that kid.
Last Thursday I noticed that Aaron once again had a chunk of hair cut off the top of his head. I thought he had learned his lesson the last time he did that. I said, "Aaron! You cut your hair again! Why would you do that?". "It wasn't me," he replied. "It was Rebbecca Price. I told her my mom wouldn't want her to, but she cut it anyway. So now she's not my friend anymore." Well, that romance was short lived.
Today in the car, out of the blue Aaron says, "I can't wait till I'm a teenager." I asked him why. "Just cuz I'll be bigger then." And then he breaks into song and sings, "And then I'll be able to get my own chocolate milk, and I'll be able to turn on my own bath, and I'll be able to reach things, and I'll get to help put up our tent with a grown-up, WHEN I'M A TEENAGER!!!" (Keep in mind, that was all in song.) I'm just glad he didn't include getting to date and drive. I'm in no hurry for those things.
When we called home from Florida toward the end of our trip, we told Aaron we had bought him some souvenirs. He yelled to anyone who would listen on his end of things, "Mom and Dad bought me a scuba-nir!" Then, back to us on the phone, "What's a scuba-nir? Is it something I wear down in the water?"
Last week Aaron was sitting with Nate in the chair watching TV. As I walked through the room, he asked me, "Mom, do you know who my best friend is?" I guessed Nate. Nope. I guessed me. Nope. I started guessing kids from his Kindergarten class--Wheaton, Crew, Carter. Nope, nope, and nope. Finally I said, "I give up Aaron, who is it?". "Rebecca Price. Not Rebecca Jean Fulbert--remember she punched me in the eye. The other Rebecca. Rebecca Price. She's my BFF!" Then, thinking that maybe that would hurt my feelings, he added, "But you are my BBFFBB...B! And she is just my BFF." Love that kid.
Last Thursday I noticed that Aaron once again had a chunk of hair cut off the top of his head. I thought he had learned his lesson the last time he did that. I said, "Aaron! You cut your hair again! Why would you do that?". "It wasn't me," he replied. "It was Rebbecca Price. I told her my mom wouldn't want her to, but she cut it anyway. So now she's not my friend anymore." Well, that romance was short lived.
Today in the car, out of the blue Aaron says, "I can't wait till I'm a teenager." I asked him why. "Just cuz I'll be bigger then." And then he breaks into song and sings, "And then I'll be able to get my own chocolate milk, and I'll be able to turn on my own bath, and I'll be able to reach things, and I'll get to help put up our tent with a grown-up, WHEN I'M A TEENAGER!!!" (Keep in mind, that was all in song.) I'm just glad he didn't include getting to date and drive. I'm in no hurry for those things.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
The Great Room Swap
If you are wondering why it took me so long to blog about Florida, this is why....
I've been busy. We got most of this built before we left for Florida, and then after Florida, I had to paint and distress it. And it's finally done! I LOVE the way it turned out. And all the rooms are finally all rearranged (and all the carpets got shampooed as we rearranged the rooms, which also kept me busy).
So, here's what started it all. This is what the office used to look like (I took these pictures after we'd already moved the computer--the desk was NEVER that clean while it was actually being used).
We gave the desk to Scott's sister. And we moved the piano into that room. Now instead of the "office", it's the "piano room".
I really want a big stuffed chair to put in this corner--all in good time.
And the best part is that I can shut the door and don't have to listen to the girls practice the same song over and over, or have to tell them to use the quiet pedal because their brother is asleep.
And then we had an empty spot where the piano used to be, so we had to fill it with a TV. So, we built the apothecary "Pottery Barn-ish" media console. And then since we had the beautiful stand for a TV, we had to go buy a cool big TV to put on top of it. That entailed a trip to RC Willey with all 6 kids in tow. They all are so excited about our new TV--it's the biggest one in the house.
And now since we have a TV in the living room, that is the new hang out place instead of my bedroom. Notice the lack of kids lounging about, the lack of sippy cups on the nightstand, and the lack of toys strewn about the floor. My bedroom is actually a bedroom now.
And the final room--the loft. It used to be the playroom. Then last winter we had this desk area built in. We've had the kids' computer up there all along, but now we have our computer up there too. I love that I can be on the computer paying bills, blogging, etc. and the kids are surrounding me playing. I hated before that I had to shut myself off from them anytime I wanted to use the computer.
So there you have it--all our "new" rooms. It's amazing how much more family friendly and functional our house has become with the switching up of the rooms. It's made a huge difference and I really love it. It's been a lot of work getting everything switched over, but now we get to sit back and just enjoy it.
Of course now I need to rethink the pictures hanging on the walls. And I want to repaint and redo the window treatment in the living room. And I'd love to replace the green leather couches in the living room that we bought in college. And I'd really, really love to replace our upright piano with a shiny black baby grand. But all that will have to wait for a while. I'm happy with what I have right now. All in due time.
I've been busy. We got most of this built before we left for Florida, and then after Florida, I had to paint and distress it. And it's finally done! I LOVE the way it turned out. And all the rooms are finally all rearranged (and all the carpets got shampooed as we rearranged the rooms, which also kept me busy).
So, here's what started it all. This is what the office used to look like (I took these pictures after we'd already moved the computer--the desk was NEVER that clean while it was actually being used).
We gave the desk to Scott's sister. And we moved the piano into that room. Now instead of the "office", it's the "piano room".
I really want a big stuffed chair to put in this corner--all in good time.
And the best part is that I can shut the door and don't have to listen to the girls practice the same song over and over, or have to tell them to use the quiet pedal because their brother is asleep.
And then we had an empty spot where the piano used to be, so we had to fill it with a TV. So, we built the apothecary "Pottery Barn-ish" media console. And then since we had the beautiful stand for a TV, we had to go buy a cool big TV to put on top of it. That entailed a trip to RC Willey with all 6 kids in tow. They all are so excited about our new TV--it's the biggest one in the house.
And now since we have a TV in the living room, that is the new hang out place instead of my bedroom. Notice the lack of kids lounging about, the lack of sippy cups on the nightstand, and the lack of toys strewn about the floor. My bedroom is actually a bedroom now.
And the final room--the loft. It used to be the playroom. Then last winter we had this desk area built in. We've had the kids' computer up there all along, but now we have our computer up there too. I love that I can be on the computer paying bills, blogging, etc. and the kids are surrounding me playing. I hated before that I had to shut myself off from them anytime I wanted to use the computer.
So there you have it--all our "new" rooms. It's amazing how much more family friendly and functional our house has become with the switching up of the rooms. It's made a huge difference and I really love it. It's been a lot of work getting everything switched over, but now we get to sit back and just enjoy it.
Of course now I need to rethink the pictures hanging on the walls. And I want to repaint and redo the window treatment in the living room. And I'd love to replace the green leather couches in the living room that we bought in college. And I'd really, really love to replace our upright piano with a shiny black baby grand. But all that will have to wait for a while. I'm happy with what I have right now. All in due time.
Another Alaska Trip
We are at the end of day 5 out of 7 of this Alaska trip, and we seem to be surviving pretty well. After this trip we have one more trip the last week of November, and then we get to keep Scott around for a while. I'll be really glad when all of this Alaska travel is done. It really makes me nervous when he travels to such a snowy place this late in the year. Scott assures me that all of it is very safe (the planes, buses, etc.), but I still sigh a huge breath of relief every time I see him walk in the door after one of these trips.
We've been keeping really busy while Scott's been gone. He flew out early Wednesday morning. That morning the girls had piano lessons before school, then I took the four older kids to school. That was Owen's birthday, and he had his one year check at the doctor's office. He was 90th percentile weight, 93rd percentile height, and still well off the charts for head size. The poor thing had to get lots of shots, and he really was not happy about it. After the doctor's appointment, we had just a little bit of time before it was time to go back to the school at noon, because it was my turn for kindergarten carpool. Then later that day after school the four older kids had a primary activity to practice for the primary program that was today.
Thursday I took the kids to school, then took Nate to preschool, then took Owen to gymnastics. Then it was home from gymnastics, get Nate from preschool, and have Aaron come home from Kindergarten. After school I picked the older three up from school and took Savannah to gymnastics. While she was in gymnastics, I took the other 5 kids over to Target to let Aaron pick out a present for a birthday party he was invited to. Then we picked Savannah back up and headed home for dinner.
Friday was another busy morning. I got up early enough to have everyone ready to go when it was time for school. I dropped the older 4 off at school, then kept the little boys in the car while I ran some errands (returned some books to the library and got gas in the suburban). I just needed to waste a little bit of time before going back to the school for Josh's 3rd grade music program (didn't really have enough time to go home and unload everyone, then load everyone back up and go back, so I just ran errands). It was Veteran's Day, so they sang patriotic songs. Josh did great. He wore his scout uniform and got to help carry the flag (which made him so proud). Nate and Owen didn't behave as great as I would have liked them to, but we survived. After the program, the two little boys and I continued on to Walmart and did grocery shopping (we were down to our last gallon of milk). By the time we got home, Owen was more than ready for a nap. Aaron came home a little bit later, and we had a nice quiet afternoon. That night after we had dinner, our two little neighbors that are Aaron and Savannah's age came over to invite the four older kids over for a movie night. I think their mom was trying to give me a little break because she knew Scott was out of town. I appreciated it. They put on pajamas and went next door for a couple of hours for popcorn and a movie, then came home and went to bed. And while they were gone, I put Owen down for the night and then had time to just sit and snuggle my little Nate while we watched Dora together.
Saturday was the Boise State vs. TCU game. Scott had tickets through work, but since he was gone, I got to use them. The last game he had tickets to, was the day before Savannah's birthday, so he took her. This game was Josh's turn. TCU's mascot is the Horned Frogs, which is what Josh's flag football team was named, so Josh thought that was kind of cool. I got a babysitter and was gone almost all day long. Josh and I left at 12:30 and didn't get home till 6 that evening. We had a great time at the game. We were up in the sky box section and had a great view of the game. Scott's assistant, Harvest, was there with her daughter, so we had someone we knew to sit by and visit with. Sadly, BSU lost by one point, and Josh lamented that fact the whole way home, but he and I had a great time together. And the kids at home had a great time with the babysitter (babysitters always let them do so much more than mom lets them do). While we were at the game, Aaron went to his friend's birthday party (I'd arranged a ride for him), and he had a wonderful time.
Today was our primary program at church. Our church is at 9, so I had to get up extra early to get everyone ready on time by myself. Scott's mom and dad came to Sacrament meeting to watch the kids. The kids did great--they each remembered and said their parts perfectly. I was very proud of them. After church, as I was trying to round all 6 of them up, Nate took off running down the hall. Since I couldn't chase him down holding Owen, I sent Sara after him, and Aaron followed. I decided to take Savannah, Josh and Owen out to the car, then go back in the church to find the other three with my arms free. When I went back in after them, I found Sara walking down the hall with tears running down her cheeks, and one of our friends helping to steer Nate down the hall after her. He told me that Sara had been doing her best, but Nate just wouldn't go where she wanted him to. I thanked him for helping, and took Nate and Sara out to the car. I instructed those 5 to stay put in the car, and went back in to find Aaron. I finally found him on my second sweep of the church, hiding behind a chair in the foyer. I was not happy with him. If I hadn't found him when I did, I was seriously considering just leaving him there--there aren't much more safer places than a church, and I'm sure someone would have eventually figured out who he belonged to and returned him. Just kidding, I wouldn't really leave him--maybe.
Tomorrow evening is gymnastics for Aaron and Nate, and dance for Sara and Savannah. Then we just have to make it through Tuesday, and Scott will be home around dinner time. Just two more days--I can do it!
We've been keeping really busy while Scott's been gone. He flew out early Wednesday morning. That morning the girls had piano lessons before school, then I took the four older kids to school. That was Owen's birthday, and he had his one year check at the doctor's office. He was 90th percentile weight, 93rd percentile height, and still well off the charts for head size. The poor thing had to get lots of shots, and he really was not happy about it. After the doctor's appointment, we had just a little bit of time before it was time to go back to the school at noon, because it was my turn for kindergarten carpool. Then later that day after school the four older kids had a primary activity to practice for the primary program that was today.
Thursday I took the kids to school, then took Nate to preschool, then took Owen to gymnastics. Then it was home from gymnastics, get Nate from preschool, and have Aaron come home from Kindergarten. After school I picked the older three up from school and took Savannah to gymnastics. While she was in gymnastics, I took the other 5 kids over to Target to let Aaron pick out a present for a birthday party he was invited to. Then we picked Savannah back up and headed home for dinner.
Friday was another busy morning. I got up early enough to have everyone ready to go when it was time for school. I dropped the older 4 off at school, then kept the little boys in the car while I ran some errands (returned some books to the library and got gas in the suburban). I just needed to waste a little bit of time before going back to the school for Josh's 3rd grade music program (didn't really have enough time to go home and unload everyone, then load everyone back up and go back, so I just ran errands). It was Veteran's Day, so they sang patriotic songs. Josh did great. He wore his scout uniform and got to help carry the flag (which made him so proud). Nate and Owen didn't behave as great as I would have liked them to, but we survived. After the program, the two little boys and I continued on to Walmart and did grocery shopping (we were down to our last gallon of milk). By the time we got home, Owen was more than ready for a nap. Aaron came home a little bit later, and we had a nice quiet afternoon. That night after we had dinner, our two little neighbors that are Aaron and Savannah's age came over to invite the four older kids over for a movie night. I think their mom was trying to give me a little break because she knew Scott was out of town. I appreciated it. They put on pajamas and went next door for a couple of hours for popcorn and a movie, then came home and went to bed. And while they were gone, I put Owen down for the night and then had time to just sit and snuggle my little Nate while we watched Dora together.
Saturday was the Boise State vs. TCU game. Scott had tickets through work, but since he was gone, I got to use them. The last game he had tickets to, was the day before Savannah's birthday, so he took her. This game was Josh's turn. TCU's mascot is the Horned Frogs, which is what Josh's flag football team was named, so Josh thought that was kind of cool. I got a babysitter and was gone almost all day long. Josh and I left at 12:30 and didn't get home till 6 that evening. We had a great time at the game. We were up in the sky box section and had a great view of the game. Scott's assistant, Harvest, was there with her daughter, so we had someone we knew to sit by and visit with. Sadly, BSU lost by one point, and Josh lamented that fact the whole way home, but he and I had a great time together. And the kids at home had a great time with the babysitter (babysitters always let them do so much more than mom lets them do). While we were at the game, Aaron went to his friend's birthday party (I'd arranged a ride for him), and he had a wonderful time.
Today was our primary program at church. Our church is at 9, so I had to get up extra early to get everyone ready on time by myself. Scott's mom and dad came to Sacrament meeting to watch the kids. The kids did great--they each remembered and said their parts perfectly. I was very proud of them. After church, as I was trying to round all 6 of them up, Nate took off running down the hall. Since I couldn't chase him down holding Owen, I sent Sara after him, and Aaron followed. I decided to take Savannah, Josh and Owen out to the car, then go back in the church to find the other three with my arms free. When I went back in after them, I found Sara walking down the hall with tears running down her cheeks, and one of our friends helping to steer Nate down the hall after her. He told me that Sara had been doing her best, but Nate just wouldn't go where she wanted him to. I thanked him for helping, and took Nate and Sara out to the car. I instructed those 5 to stay put in the car, and went back in to find Aaron. I finally found him on my second sweep of the church, hiding behind a chair in the foyer. I was not happy with him. If I hadn't found him when I did, I was seriously considering just leaving him there--there aren't much more safer places than a church, and I'm sure someone would have eventually figured out who he belonged to and returned him. Just kidding, I wouldn't really leave him--maybe.
Tomorrow evening is gymnastics for Aaron and Nate, and dance for Sara and Savannah. Then we just have to make it through Tuesday, and Scott will be home around dinner time. Just two more days--I can do it!
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
One Year
One year ago today we checked into the hospital early in the morning.
And after just 2 hours of labor, we got to meet baby number 6.
Checking in that morning, we had no idea he would be as big as he was--9 pounds 2 ounces (our biggest baby)!
Nor did we have any idea he would have as much hair as he did (our babies are usually born bald).
We didn't even know what we were going to name him. But I instantly fell in love with him when he was placed in my arms.
And as we got to know him that first day, we just knew he was supposed to be Owen Henry.
And here we are one year later.
And what a year it has been. Owen changed our lives. Having 6 kids has pushed me to my limits. I am having to cook, clean, and do laundry constantly. Seriously--constantly. It's exhausting. It is really, really hard to find time for everyone and everything. It has definitely been a challenging year. There was the first 6 months and nursing--it was excruciating every time (we had thrush the entire 6 months). I seriously don't know why I stuck with it for so long. And the strict dairy free diet that I had to follow while nursing--that was miserable. And I've had very little sleep this past year. I think I've had maybe 20 nights total of uninterrupted sleep in the entire year. This little boy still hasn't figured out how to consistently sleep through the night. I am tired all the time. And I'm not talking about a yawn here or there, I'm talking about the kind of tired where you are afraid to close your eyes for more than a second, because you might just fall asleep right where you are standing.
And yet, despite all the challenges and frustrations, having Owen be a part of this family for the last year has brought all of us more joy than we could have ever imagined. He is loved by every single one of us. I know some people would question our decision to have 6 kids, but there is no doubt in my mind that our family has been exponentially blessed because we decided to have Owen. When I look at him, I am overwhelmed with a feeling of "right". It's hard to explain, but it just feel so right to have this little BOY, at this TIME, be a part of this FAMILY. He just is right--from his spiky blond hair down to his chubby little toes. I am so in love with this little man, and can't imagine my life without him.
We saved one present for him to open tonight on his actual birthday--one from Grandma and Grandpa Sorensen. They gave him books, which all the other kids grabbed up for themselves to read as soon as they were opened.
Then it was into cozy new birthday jammies from Grandma Jo (he's got a little bit of room to grow into them). (He was chewing on a Tylenol dropper--with two molars coming in, he wants to chew on everything.)
When I rocked Owen to sleep tonight with his bottle, I held him a little bit longer than usual. I wish he could stay my baby forever. Happy first birthday my little Owen!
And after just 2 hours of labor, we got to meet baby number 6.
Checking in that morning, we had no idea he would be as big as he was--9 pounds 2 ounces (our biggest baby)!
Nor did we have any idea he would have as much hair as he did (our babies are usually born bald).
We didn't even know what we were going to name him. But I instantly fell in love with him when he was placed in my arms.
And as we got to know him that first day, we just knew he was supposed to be Owen Henry.
And here we are one year later.
And what a year it has been. Owen changed our lives. Having 6 kids has pushed me to my limits. I am having to cook, clean, and do laundry constantly. Seriously--constantly. It's exhausting. It is really, really hard to find time for everyone and everything. It has definitely been a challenging year. There was the first 6 months and nursing--it was excruciating every time (we had thrush the entire 6 months). I seriously don't know why I stuck with it for so long. And the strict dairy free diet that I had to follow while nursing--that was miserable. And I've had very little sleep this past year. I think I've had maybe 20 nights total of uninterrupted sleep in the entire year. This little boy still hasn't figured out how to consistently sleep through the night. I am tired all the time. And I'm not talking about a yawn here or there, I'm talking about the kind of tired where you are afraid to close your eyes for more than a second, because you might just fall asleep right where you are standing.
And yet, despite all the challenges and frustrations, having Owen be a part of this family for the last year has brought all of us more joy than we could have ever imagined. He is loved by every single one of us. I know some people would question our decision to have 6 kids, but there is no doubt in my mind that our family has been exponentially blessed because we decided to have Owen. When I look at him, I am overwhelmed with a feeling of "right". It's hard to explain, but it just feel so right to have this little BOY, at this TIME, be a part of this FAMILY. He just is right--from his spiky blond hair down to his chubby little toes. I am so in love with this little man, and can't imagine my life without him.
We saved one present for him to open tonight on his actual birthday--one from Grandma and Grandpa Sorensen. They gave him books, which all the other kids grabbed up for themselves to read as soon as they were opened.
Then it was into cozy new birthday jammies from Grandma Jo (he's got a little bit of room to grow into them). (He was chewing on a Tylenol dropper--with two molars coming in, he wants to chew on everything.)
When I rocked Owen to sleep tonight with his bottle, I held him a little bit longer than usual. I wish he could stay my baby forever. Happy first birthday my little Owen!
Owen's Birthday Celebration
Scott flew out for Alaska early this morning. He'll be gone for a week. He took the day off yesterday (all except for 2 hours in the afternoon) and helped me get some yard work done. We did one last mowing of the lawn and got 6 giant black garbage bags of leaves cleaned up. I'd love to say it's all done, but there is still a lot of work to be done as the leaves continue to fall off the trees. But, it was really nice having Scott help me get so much done--it's a job that is usually left for me to do by myself while he's in Alaska, and it is a HUGE job.
Today is Owen's first birthday, but since Scott had to leave this morning, we celebrated last night. Scott's parents came over to help us celebrate. Owen got his present from us earlier in the day (he was a huge help as Scott and I tried to put it together with Owen crawling all over it), and he played in it all day long. He loves it so much, that I think it's going to have to stay indoors through the winter so he can play with it.
The kids loved getting to help Owen open his presents from Grandma and Grandpa. He got some cute new clothes (after 4 boys, all the clothes he wears are a bit worn out), and some fun touch and feel books that make noises.
Then it was time for cake. He wasn't too sure about the candle being lit.
Time to eat cake. At first he wasn't too sure about it, but it didn't take long before he was digging in to his piece of cake and loving it.
Every time he'd finish a piece, Savannah would sneak him another one. By the end, he was a very chocolaty mess--but a very happy one.
So then it was off to the tub to get clean.
Sara and Nate joined Owen in the bath to keep him happy.
I can't even begin to express how blessed Scott and I are to be this little guy's parents. Happy Birthday Owen!
Today is Owen's first birthday, but since Scott had to leave this morning, we celebrated last night. Scott's parents came over to help us celebrate. Owen got his present from us earlier in the day (he was a huge help as Scott and I tried to put it together with Owen crawling all over it), and he played in it all day long. He loves it so much, that I think it's going to have to stay indoors through the winter so he can play with it.
The kids loved getting to help Owen open his presents from Grandma and Grandpa. He got some cute new clothes (after 4 boys, all the clothes he wears are a bit worn out), and some fun touch and feel books that make noises.
Then it was time for cake. He wasn't too sure about the candle being lit.
Time to eat cake. At first he wasn't too sure about it, but it didn't take long before he was digging in to his piece of cake and loving it.
Every time he'd finish a piece, Savannah would sneak him another one. By the end, he was a very chocolaty mess--but a very happy one.
So then it was off to the tub to get clean.
Sara and Nate joined Owen in the bath to keep him happy.
I can't even begin to express how blessed Scott and I are to be this little guy's parents. Happy Birthday Owen!
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