Highlights Reel

So, I am way behind on keeping Owen's reading public up to speed on all his developments. But, cast no aspersions on me, the poor mother, who is suffering from terrible insomnia, and raising a spitfire of a boy who wakes up at 5am and now only takes one 1 hour nap. Yes, you read correctly..5 am..one 60 minute nap. That means that the boy and I are fortunate enough to have approximately 13 hours of together time everyday. This does not leave much time for the blog. So, here is a highlights reel to show what we have been up to lately. You will see pics from..

* John's parent's visit - we had a lovely time visiting and taking advantage of such willing babysitters. I had a massage, John and I went on a date, and Owen ate up all the attention.

* Ken's visit - John's great friend from college, who now lives in Sweden, spent the week with us before he and John jetted of to San Fran for the wedding of their other good friend, Landon. Poor Ken may have been is worse shape than us since he was jet-lagged and Owen-lagged.

* My mom's 18 hour visit - My mom and Nelson stopped in for a night on their way back from Canada. They came at just the right moment, as Owen and I had had two days on our own without John and were a bit desperate for a break.

* Some other Owen highlights - Owen is now saying "nana" for banana or any fruit in general, "ba" for ball, "bu" for book, and "mampa" for the entity that is his mama and papa.

* John and I both had hamburgers this past Saturday. Yes, hamburgers (John even had bacon.) The first in oh, say, 10 years. I am seeing an acupuncturist/chinese herbalist for the insomnia, who explained to me that, after growing and nursing a child, my heart is deficient and is incapable of providing a comfortable home for my blood or life spirit to rest in each night. He went on to say that what I need most to heal my heart are 1)acupuncture, 2)tuning fork treatments, 3) Flowery Knotweed, and 4) a big fat steak twice a week to begin. So, I did it. Did I sleep? No, but I already have my next medicinal burger place staked (ha ha) out.

* Owen may or may not be the victim of hand-foot-and-mouth disease (not the be confused with hoof and mouth.) But this is much better than a twisted bowel, which is what the doctor was worried he had. How do we know it's not? Oh, because we had to take him to Children's Hospital where they strapped his head, body, and legs down to a board (John had to restrain his arms), rotated him sideways, pulled a tunnel-like camera over his body, and asked me to get him to drink a barium shake out of a straw while he was suspended in this position and cryong hysterically. Needless to say, he FLIPPED out and John and I, well, I don't know what we were, we still haven't quite recovered. It was the longest 30 minutes of my life. But, his little bowel is just where it needs to be, thank goodness.