Week of May 8th
We had a phenomenal weekend. We were completely unscheduled, the weather was perfect, and Owen was as happy a baby as I've ever seen. The happiest he's ever been -- smiling and laughing all weekend long. He'd laugh with us at the slightest thing, and he filled us with joy constantly.
Owen is at a wonderful stage. Each day brings new things in his development, and his mental gears are turning at ever increasing speeds. I'm afraid to use the bathroom garbage can in front of him for fear that he'll figure out the foot pedal and the lid will then be useless. He watches everything. And takes notes. He's reaching into every nook and cranny he can get into it, and Scott and I are running out of "safe" places to put things out of reach. Whew, it's tough to keep up with him!
We have a new game that delights us all: Scott or I will be on our hands and knees, chasing Owen. He giggles and crawls quickly away, and then at some point will turn around and start chasing us, laughing all the while. He laughs playing on the floor, he laughs when we wave him in the air, he laughs when things brush his feet or his neck, he laughs when he's outdoors. He flirts outrageously with people we encounter at Rao's (or yesterday, in the children's section of the library).
He loves to put things on shelves or surfaces. I always leave a book for him on the end table, and he loves to stand up next to it and toss it off, so he can bend down and pick it up and put it back. He takes the plastic fish-coasters I got for him and endlessly drops them on the floor, then he pickes them up puts them back on the couch arm. In the bathtub, he takes his little squirty animals and removes them from the embedded soap dish in the wall, then he scrupulously puts them back. He never tires of this game. The bath is a huge joy for him. Like most children, he loves the water. He quickly crawls into the bathroom whenever he hears the tub running. He loves watching us shower. He drinks from his sippy cup and after he's sated, he loves to take water in his mouth and then let it dribble down his front. He loves to splash in any water he can find, and will sip from our cups just so he can have an opportunity to plunge his hand into the water and giggle.
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