Friday, July 31, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Lucy went to town trying to "catch" the water squirts in her hands and scoop it up into her bucket. So cute.
Lucy eventually got tired of being confined to her mini-water palace and decided it would be more exciting to chase Evie around the front yard (which was now resembling more of a swamp) in nothing but her swim diaper. Evie didn't seem to want to cooperate, but it was funny to see Lucy try! Check out how fasting she's crawling these days.
P.S. Sorry for all the noise -- the neighbors were mowing their yard!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
We haven't really had the opportunity to take a proper extended vacation this summer, but with the realization that Andrew's about to head back to work looming in our heads, we decided to pack up and head to the beach for a couple of days. Beach umbrella, folding chairs, baby beach tent, books, ice chests, outdoor blanket, and sand toys in hand, we made our way to Orange Beach, AL for what turned out to be a really nice and relaxing time.
It was Lucy's first time to experience sand and the ocean. She took to the scene with a good dose of curiosity (notice the "tasting the sand" picture above) that soon led to a whole new level of enthusiasm for playing outside. The weather was beautiful (temperature managed to stay below 90 degrees), the water was deliciously cold, and the waves were perfect. Lucy loved riding the waves in her baby float, looking for shells (which she also put in her mouth) along the water's edge, and digging in the sand with the shovel. I think we have a beach baby in the making!
My favorite part of the trip? My sweet husband took Lucy inside for her nap and left me all alone in my beach chair under the umbrella while listening to the surf to read and take a nap UNINTERRUPTED FOR 2.5 HOURS. Pure bliss... I wish we'd had a longer stay for the chance to truly unwind, but I think I might have finally convinced Andrew that the beach really isn't completely terrible so hopefully we'll do it again next year.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
1. pulling up on everything and everyone (she loves to grab onto our shins and start climbing),
2. taking pigeon-toed steps forward while you hold onto her hands, and
3. pushing her weight against inanimate objects while standing.
These objects include, but are not limited to, a laundry basket full of toys, the cribs at daycare (they have casters on them), and this super cute baby doll stroller that Honey gave her as an early birthday present. Check out our moves below.
I love that she had to stop (twice!) to turn the tunes on before she could continue strutting her stuff in this second one. What can I say, the girl loves her music. I also love the "smile" on Evie's face as she watches her little buddy waddle around like a drunken sailor!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
I just cannot seem to wrap my mind around why a business would want to be called "Kountry Kabin". The last time I checked the letters "c" and "k" make exactly the same sound when used in this instance, correct? And the ABSOLUTE WORST transgression of this sort is when a day care or preschool intentionally engages in this backwards behavior (e.g., Kidz World). If you think I will pay money to send my child to receive an education at your ignorant establishment, you have another thing coming mister!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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Monday, July 6, 2009
Now if I can just teach her to run the vacuum cleaner and push a broom in our house...
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
My grandmother, Clara Anglin Owen (aka "Mammaw"), passed away on June 30th unexpectedly from a sudden heart attack. She was the backbone of the Owen family for many, many years and being without her has posed a bit of a shock to us all. She and my grandfather have been married for 57 years, and he is struggling to find his footing without her. Please pray for him and for my family.
She had been stressed lately by caring for multiple family members and was so upset that she and my grandfather would unable to come to Lucy's birthday party. She sent Lucy the sweetest card with a beautiful outfit and matching hair bow in the mail, and I called to thank her and to catch up in what turned out to be a few days before she died. I will forever be grateful for that phone call in the middle of a harried working mommy weekday. I remember getting home and telling Andrew that I'd never heard her that down and upset before, and that I was really worried about her. It turned out that her heart must have been too tired to go on in this world and that she was simply being called home to rest.
Mammaw was literally the most kind and positive person I have ever known. During the funeral service, person after person spoke to her generous spirit and her overflowing servant's heart and how she was constantly praying for the needs of others (especially her family) over her concerns. In my mind, she was the perfect example of the "what would Jesus do" philosophy -- she would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it, forgive easily after being wronged, look always for the good in others, turn the other cheek, rebuke gossip... the list could go on and on forever. She embodied the fruit of the Spirit wholeheartedly and lived her life as a wonderful example of a woman desiring to know God. I am so blessed to have had her example in my life and I know she is know resting peacefully with the One who gave her to us for a brief time.
Mammaw was a fantastic grandmother -- eager to take a drive for an Icee, to play you in a game of checkers, or to make you your favorite meal (mine was cream of chicken soup with rice). She was really funny and loved to laugh and was brimming with talent. I have many fond memories of hearing her sing and watching her play the accordion growing up, and she's the one who taught me to play the piano. She had a passionate love of reading (which she thankfully passed along to me) and for the written word. I believe I've received more handwritten cards and letters from her than anyone else in my lifetime, and they always came at just the right time when I needed extra encouragement to get through a particularly tough time. Words just cannot express how much her unconditional love and warm countenance meant to my life, and she will be so incredibly missed.