My Baby is Two

My little guy is two. I can't believe it. I love this little boy we call Owen. I don't know if most of you know, but William is actually his first name. William is the name of both of his great-grandpas, and is Marc's middle name so we definitely thought it should be used. Owen is his middle name- and the name he goes by. It is not that I do not like the name William- it is just that my little baby boy looked like an Owen in every way when he was born. Owen will probably only hear the William part of his name when he goes to school the first day or when he puts my cell phone in the toilet again- but I think it has a nice sound to it- William Owen.

Owen is always on the move. Always. In the world of Owen there is always something to chase, kick and bounce. He has a fascination with anything with wheels. If you have read the book Owen by Kevin Henkes, then you know Owen. He loves his blue blanket. Loves it. He would walk around with it all day long if I let him (and sometimes I do:).

Owen loves music. Cutting edge stuff like ABC's, and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. His all time favorite song is from the movie Dumbo (this was Eva's favorite too). Baby of Mine (the song Dumbo's mom sings him when she is locked up) is my secret weapon to get him to calm down. He calls it "Owen of Mine" because I substitute his name for "baby" in the lyrics.

Owen's favorite foods are: yogurt, cheddar shell pasta, bananas, and chocolate milk. Typical 2-year-old fare. These days he is getting his own breakfast. The other morning I woke up to him nibbling on a chicken nugget at my bedside. Unfortunately, I had served chicken nuggets for lunch the DAY BEFORE, and my little scavenger had retrieved this from the garbage. Apparently the dino nugget had enough preservatives to keep it edible for a few days... he did not suffer any ill-effects from his trash adventure. Gross. I left my bed that morning to find 3 banana peels on the kitchen floor, one open chocolate milk container sitting next to a wide open fridge. He is quite a resourceful little boy- we are keeping our matches well hidden.

We had a few celebrations for Owen this year. One occurred while his friend Ella was in town visiting. Ella's b-day is only a few days away from Owen's, so it was fun to celebrate their special days together with a little pizza and cupcakes. It was priceless to watch Ella say, "These cupcakes are SOOOOO good! With her chocolatey face.

Our second family celebration occurred on his actual birthday. I made him a "circle cake." The girls came up with the idea of baking him a cake from a brownie mix, in our circle cake pans. Then we frosted the "cake" with Nutella (an Owen favorite) and added marshmallows in the shape of a smiley face. He is fascinated with smiley faces- whenever he sees one, he says "happy!" so I knew he would get a kick out of it. I hesitated to eat a piece of his cake after watching him blow out his candles. Owen has still not mastered the art of keeping all of his saliva in his mouth while blowing (or talking for that matter!:).