
I have been promising pics of Owen's new room, and here they are! It is nothing spectacular, lol. Here is his rocket-ship that holds his collection of stuffed animals.

Here is a view of his dresser, and you can see his new favorite movie...Elmo's Christmas Countdown. His furniture looks black but it is actually dark brown wood.

Here is his reading corner/climb from the chair to the bed area.


And here is my big boy in his bed! He does a great job! He loves jumping on his bed SO MUCH. We had Izzy and Owen over the other weekend, and the 3 kids really did a good job of breaking the mattress in, lol. Owen and Hudson thought it was there personal wrestling-ring!
In other Owen news, he has been cracking me up lately. At night before he goes to sleep, he and I say our prayers. Every night we pray for "Izzy's baby sister in Beckie's tummy." And almost every night he goes, "IZZY?! BABY?!" He is SO confused as to why I would be talking about Izzy and a baby. What a crack up.
He has recently become obsessed with "bees" (blankets) and this tiny stuffed cat. He carries his kitty around and says "nice kitty!" and gives it kisses, and we have to kiss the kitty about 50 times each night before he goes to bed, lol. And
He is still the world's worst eater! Nothing has changed on that front. His pre-approved list of foods includes peaches, bananas, oranges, watermelon (actually, most fruits), McDonald's chicken nuggets (hey, I'm not proud of that!), one specific brand of chicken nugget from Target, cheese, yogurt, Apple Jacks, pop-tarts...and that's about it, folks! It is SO inconvenient! We keep telling ourselves that our next baby is going to be a great eater...we shall see.
In baby news, I am almost half-way through this pregnancy...where has the time gone? I am measuring "huge" according to my OB, so hopefully at my next sonogram we can confirm that there is only 1 baby in my belly, and we can see if it is going to be a mammoth. I am already starting to dread the actual hospital stay. Owen has never been away from us at night, and when the baby comes, it will be at least 2 nights where we will be away. Luckily he will be in good hands, and daddy will leave the hospital each night to put him to sleep, but still...I will miss my little guy!
Chris is working on finishing the basement, and Owen is very interested. He goes down and helps his daddy sand the walls, and he gets *very* excited when Chris's dad comes over to help. He was over helping today, and O and I went to Target while they were working. On the way home, he kept saying, "Gran-pa? My daddy. Gran-pa?" He is really impressed with his grandpa, that is for sure!