mashed potatoes, moose and hand jestures

Wednesday we woke up to this moose in our back yard eating off of our bushes. As you can tell this little guy was not afraid us us at all. The girls really enjoyed seeing him in our yard.

So this week started off with St. Patty's Day. Ever since is served part of mission in Ireland and I was there on St. Patty's Day I feel it my duty to celebrate somehow. So we have all green dinners. Okay I won't change the color of the meat but everything else is fair game. This year we had a Shepard pie minus the green beans with broccoli on the side green jello and limeade. Always a meal to look forward to.

The other fun things this week has been that Owen has decided to communicate OR maybe its just that we have figured out how he is communicating. He started to uses some  baby sign . "All done", "hello", and "good bye" and yes you can tell the difference between those two with what he vocalizes. He refuses to sign "more" but he will say MA in a very demanding tone which we have figured out means "more now!" All of our hearts have melted by seeing his chubby little hands wave at us. We are not above him preforming.

Sorry this blog is a little backwards. I'm still trying to figure this all out :)

So maybe as one of my first official blog spots I should write about one of my favorite things. MY SON Owen... Now I love my girls they are just a joy to me, but I will say that this boy of mine has me wrapped around his chubby little hands.

So first off Owen has to be hands down my most difficult child. He doesn't like to nap. Its a good day when I can get him to take an hour nap in the morning and an hour nap in the afternoon. But as proven yesterday, if we are out and about and he can see that no one else is napping he doesn't need a nap either. He really one like three food fruit, cheese and spaghetti. Anything else is comical to feed him and just a waste because he just won't eat it. He learned at a very young age what the shaking of the head means "NO." Also I don't know if this is a boy thing or not but the boy can poop like a champ. 

He is a huge mommas boy.  It has been proven many times over and over that I'm really the only one that he prefers. Yes he has acted like Neal is beating him when Neal took Owen from my arms to let me cook dinner or do other things that moms are required to do with two hands. He is keenly aware of when I leave the room. But when I came back into the room the welcome is all worth it. Hugs and wet open mouth slobber kisses await me almost every time I am back in his possession. He is my only child that has ever like to snuggle. He will just come up and lean on me or lay on the couch or in bed with me. I have a soft spot for the snuggles.

I really haven't figures out why he is the cutest, most, lovable boy at his worst times, but I think I might all come down to that now I have my boy I can now indulge in my train obsession.

This is the latest picture (12/08)of the fam. Since than we have lost 4 teeth and hopefully lost a few pounds. 

I thought that I should finally start a blog (thanks Jen). I don't really know what I will say or what will be put on here but I hope that you all enjoy it and enjoy the family.