We all went to aunt Becky's house on Friday night and took a refreshing dip in their backyard pool. It's a small semi-permanent pool for the kids mainly. Owen can easily stand up and get around in it without swimming but he is intrigued by the idea of swimming and sometimes even insists that he can.
Kris encouraged him to go underwater but he was quite afraid of the idea until we found a pair of goggles on the bottom of the pool. Once he put them on he was strangely excited about looking around under the water and the thought of a little water in his nose and ears wasn't nearly as frightening.
Over and over again he dunked his little face in the drink and over and over again he came up sputtering, coughing, and his goggles full of water. It did not matter. He was enjoying himself.
On Sunday we met someone new while we were out running errands and as he got comfortable he began to tell her how he had learned to swim underwater. Granted, actual floating and swimming under or above the surface are yet to be conquered...fear however, is already checked off.
Kris insists that I'm ruining our children by allowing them to watch home improvement and decorating shows with me. What can I say...they like to watch what I'm watching. The only thing that worries me is when the two home-owners aren't exactly husband and wife. Owen has already picked up on this and announced..."they shouldn't live together if they aren't married." I went ahead and changed the channel at that point. The "alternative" lifestyle is pretty popular on these shows also and will also result in a change in channel.
Kris may have a point as Owen has become quite adept at recognizing decorating terms and using them later. For instance, the other day we walked into a room and Owen said, "Mommy, I really like the color in here, it really opens up the space." I'm not kidding.
There is one show in particular that I don't record regularly, we just catch it now and then. It's called "Carter Can" and after watching just a couple of episodes he is hooked on the idea of Carter Can coming to our house. He has mentioned numerous improvements he would like to see made around the house and usually follows his idea with, "Maybe we can do that when Carter Can comes."
Here are a few of his ideas:
1. Divide the top drawer of his dresser into two separate shallow drawers one on top of the other. This way, he can hide his wallet in one drawer and put his clothes in the other.
2. Close off the living room and kitchen from one another with a big folding door. This way, we can keep the rooms separate but still get to each other if we want to.
3. Make the kitchen table bigger and get more chairs. This way, when daddy is home he doesn't use the chair from mommy's desk and computer. This is all with the goal of being able to sit at the desk whenever possible to play solitaire.
I am considering writing the show to let them know of the four year old fan in Nashville who thinks Carter Can can do anything.
We have yet to buy a bike for Owen to learn to ride. I'm itching to get him one but it's not been a practical purchase as of yet. We don't have a place to ride at home. The busy road and sloped driveway just aren't safe for a little guy. We do all want to go on a ride again and soon we'll be able to get him something with training wheels so he can ride along while I walk on the greenway.
We have had our eyes on something else for him that will make it possible for us all to go as a family. On Monday night the boys and I met Kris at the Bike Peddler after work. We picked out and purchased a tandem bike attachment and a helmet for Owen. We ran a couple more errands and then got home and ate in just enough time for them to go on a quick ride. Owen. Loved. It!!! He's been begging to go again but it didn't work out last night, we have church tonight and tomorrow night Kris has a meeting. Possibly on Friday we'll all be able to go on a little ride. We have the trailer for Ivan and Aron so that we can all go together. I'm sure that Kris and I will feel every inch we ride as we are a bit out of practice.
Owen is becoming more and more the leader everywhere he goes. His confidence is almost annoying. Most of the time it's not a problem. I had one mother tell me that her daughter was crying a couple weeks ago when Owen missed church because we were out of town. Apparently she missed Owen. He jumps right in as soon as he sees his friends and starts telling them what we will do next. When he meets up with a similar or stronger personality he doesn't have too much trouble being the follower as well.
Today I took the boys for a walk and we found inchworms around the trees by our little shaded bench. Owen was heartbroken when I told him that we would not be inviting the little worm into our house. He had carried it halfway back with him and accidentally dropped it into the grass. I explained that we would find some information on the internet about inchworms because it's not nice to take even little caterpillars home and try to take care of them without knowing what they like to eat. I didn't realize they were such pests until I looked them up. It was fun to watch the boys enjoy them outside though.
We also fed the two ducks and lone Canada Goose with a bit of left-over bread. Owen threw in an entire hot dog bun and came running to me for more. I gave Ivan bits of bread to throw and then cracked up laughing when he stuck them into his own mouth. Note to self: make sure bread for ducks is not moldy and is good enough for Ivan to ingest.
So...while looking up inchworms I found this site and thought I'd share. It's interesting that I've never heard of these before and that no one has ever tried this successfully before.
Owen bought a new toy on Thursday. He and I had cleaned out his piggy bank and rolled the coins. The total was still a bit shy of the nearly $45.00 needed to purchase the toy so we agreed that he should pick out some toys from his playroom that he would sell in order to earn enough to buy the toy. LaDonna's consignment sale proved a good venue for selling his toys. When we visited her sight early in the week of the sale all of his toys were gone except for one. So when we got the check I added up the prices we knew he had gotten for his toys and gave him $20.00 of it. When we got to the store on Thursday, he not only had enough money, the toy was actually on sale for more than $10.00 less than the original price. So he also purchased another toy. I don't know if I was able to communicate the advantage waiting had given us in this scenario but hopefully it was memorable enough that I can use it as an example in the future.
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