Owen's First Haircut and Update

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We finally took Owen to get his first haircut on Saturday. He was a super-trooper. A little unsure, but not one tear shed (from Owen). He sat on dad's lap the whole time and when it was done he got a big yellow balloon.

Owen has officially started to say words!  "Uh-oh" is a word...right?  Owen started saying Uh-oh this weekend and continued to say it about 100 times.  He does say it appropriately - when something drops, spills, if he bonks his head...(things that happen constantly around here).  If I remember correctly, Uh-Oh was one of Andrew's first words and signaled a ramp-up in his verbal skills.  I think we'll start seeing a lot more words in the next couple of months.  Owen says Hi and will say Hi and give a wave to just about anybody.  It sounds more like "eye" - but his meaning is unmistakable.   And the ever popular "No".  He says no, and gives a vigorous head shake to emphasize his point - sometimes he he'll hit and say no.  Which brings me to timeouts!  Owen has had his first time out this weekend!  For hitting his mama (while saying no).  Not allowed.

Owen had a rough time on our road trip to Half moon bay.  He threw up twice on the way up and once on the way down.  We were fortunate that we were close to rest stops when he blew.    The van is just about recovered.  I'm convince that it was a stomach bug on the way up north, but plain old fashioned car-sickness on the way home.  (My mom always said that our family road trips were always a mile too long for me  - so sorry Owen, you get that from me.)

Continuing the list of things Owen doesn't like (and is a bit scared of) is Merry-go-rounds.   We've tried a couple of times to put him on a Merry go round and he doesn't not like it one bit!  He is the only child who is screaming on his horse.  

Since vacation Owen has become a daddy's boy.  He's got some serious separation anxiety if dad leaves.  Eric dropped Owen off at Kindercare on Friday (I stayed home with Andrew because Andrew caught Owen's stomach bug), and he had an awful time and did the whole crying and clinging routine.    When Eric left for the airport this morning he had another major meltdown (which was much harder on Eric).  

Owen has become a Diego fan and loves it just about as much as his brother.  We've had to say that Diego was "broken" and we couldn't watch just to give us a break from Go! Diego Go!

The boys have gotten to a point in their crazy activity level that play time at the park is mandatory before we come home.  If these boys don't get a chance to burn off energy they are constantly wrestling, running into each other (on purpose), and jumping on and off the couch.   Yelling at them or trying to separate them has not been successful.  I've got to get to the root cause and manage this by tiring them out.  If it's come to this at 1 1/2 and 3 1/2 - I'm a little nervous at what I've got coming.