A Bunch of Sickies

I'm sick of being sick even though I've only been that bad since yesterday night. I'm the worst when it comes to being sick. I'm just down right pitiful and I admit it. Barry has been sick since last Friday but is basically over it now. He brought the crud home after meeting with some landscape developers in Jackson Hole, Wy who had it. Owen is sick with it too and I feel so bad for him. His little ears, nose and throat must really hurt because yesterday mine hurt pretty bad. Luckily he hasn't had an infection yet since he hasn't had a fever. Well, we can only get better now so that's a relief.

A Movin' and A Shakin'!

Oh boy, are we in trouble (giggle). I guess Owen woke up this morning and decided he was going to use his walker (as if he wasn't mobile enough) all by himself. It was a fun moment for Barry and me. Owen was pleased too.

Soon enough he'll get into things more quickly than he does now and he's been getting into EVERYTHING lately. Saturday he discovered he could pull out the DVDs when he wasn't the bit interested them before. They are now out of the TV stand into the closet. We've been shutting the bathroom, laundry, and pantry doors too. Sunday he started opening cabinets and drawers. Barry's job tomorrow is to put latches on them.


This said, I wouldn't trade my cute, little, smiley baby boy for anything!