Month: August 2005

My sister Kristy had her second child on Friday of last week. I couldn’t be there as she lives far far away, in Slovenia. Her first son ,Clay, was born just one month after Owen and we have had a lot of fun whenever we can get together with them and fo…

Owen’s nap turned into three hours of happy play time in his crib this afternoon and I didn’t actually sleep either but both of us were quite good and I only had to be told to stop whining once. Owen didn’t whine at all and Kris and I were quite shocked…

It’s been a whirlwind weekend so far. Friday afternoon Amy Button and her “three beautiful daughters” (Chloe’s precious assessment and I agree) showed up at the house to begin their search for a place to live. Travis was offered a job in Nashville (let…

Owen has been eating heartily again. He had been going through a spell where he just wasn’t eating as much or acted like he didn’t like much of anything. I was getting frustrated because just before that he was eating everything in sight. Yesterday an…

Well, Kris is dressed and planning to go to work today. It’s as if it’s finally Monday. I did get a few things done while he was home but I enjoy visiting and hanging out with him too much. He certainly doesn’t monopolize my time on purpose…he’s jus…

Owen was extremely whiny yesterday morning. He asked for toys and then cried when I handed them to him. He wanted to be held and then cried because he wanted down. Everything we did was wrong and everything he touched hurt him somehow. By 10:30 I had…

Kris is ill. He is laying in bed again and unfortunately feels even worse than yesterday. Tummy troubles have him quite low I’m afraid. Owen and I made a Walmart run at 6:30 this morning for Gatorade and low impact snacks. Hopefully the worst is over…

Kelso House has been brewing with activity in the past several days. “Grand-Pappa” was here and Owen has been enjoying every minute. Okay…all except the minutes when he has to be dragged from stores with escalators. He would spend hours I think just…

I don’t think making my bed is the most productive thing I can do so I seldom get it done before 3:00. Now some of you would say…why bother at that point? Well, because it makes my husband feel good to come home and see his bed made. That’s it…oth…