These two, what can I say, two things:

1*I love them to pieces

2*They are a lot of work

Conner has turned into a newborn. Meaning, he will NOT stay in his bed and is up all hours of the night crawling into my bed, wiggling, and asking for drinks. I actually had to take a nap today while Wyatt napped. I had one eye open the whole time but somehow missed Conner taking out the bandaids and putting about 8 on himself...oh, and all the toys got pulled out somehow...Hmmmm?

I thought for sure Conner would sleep through the night last night because at the allergists yesterday they gave him a breathing treatment. Last time he had one of those he was 7 months old...lets just say he was a lot more hyper this time. Super hyper then super hard crash and burn...falling asleep in the car at 5:30PM kind of stuff.

His allergist says he's still allergic to milk and eggs...imagine that. I won't take any chances with this kid. I know what a drop of milk can do to him. Remember this? He actually has a mucousy cough today and that's good. It means the meds are getting stuff out! So back to the allergist in 2 weeks...wish us good things!

What's Up?

My sweet Conner. What ever happened to your lungs? The allergist told us today that he is unsure as to whether he's getting asthma or if it's Asthmatic Bronchitis. We're treating him for the latter and he'll be seen again in two weeks. He has long extended coughing fits when he gets excited or upset...we'll see what happens.
He also had an allergic reaction (I'm thinking to eggs in a breakfast casserole that was left uncooked next to the stove where little curious fingers could reach) on Christmas. His eyes were itching and hurting and he had a few large hives surrounding his eyes and runny nose. Josh went on a wild goose chase for allergy meds.

This little cutie took his first steps a couple days ago (Dec. 27th).

Walked right toward Bapas he did!

Goodbye's

Last toy session.

As usual, saying goodbye to my family was gut wrenching. Man, if I would have just stayed put in the frozen tundra...yeah, yeah, I know, I wouldn't have this family to share with them in the first place. Ok enough tail chasing - Conner and Wyatt had some major fun with their grandparents. Baking cinnamon rolls, playing with toys, going to Disneyland, opening presents...Conner can't stop talking about them. Bapas and Nya Nya were a big hit.

Merry Christmas Boys

We took 236 pictures on Christmas and Christmas Eve. I weeded through them and chose to post 33. But here I am...in the midst of the post...and I'm deciding against the 33 and simply going with these 2.

It Snows at Disneyland!

Names

Conner's first night in a new bed.

Wyatt eating Grandpa's face.

Me and Mom.

Arrival!

The Fam arrived from the frozen tundra. Fast becoming a tradition, we headed to Baja Fresh after we found them loitering in the airport.

That night we headed to the other Grandparent's house for a blockparty. It's a HUGE thing. Santa arrives on a real official firetruck, goes caroling on a dump truck around the neighborhood with anyone who wants to go, then hands out presents to all the local kids.

Christmas just keeps getting better and better.

You Thought it Rained Hard Here!

Just think, you could have it like this.

...or this.

Or, even this.

How 'bout a prayer or two for these folks in Hawaii.

Miss Me?

Santa's been hangin' out at our pad and we're lucky the old man does business with Lowe's 'cause when our junky old wave went dead, he sent us there to pick up this beaut.

"Cheese!" Literally.

Yes Virginia, those little black things are ants. Are you joking? Can I get a break here? I have sprayed the crap out of my whole house, I even had a professional come over (who sprayed some more). I come home today to this- thanks to sticky hand prints on the wall. And... to a conga line leading under the couch where someone misplaced a piece of their tortilla. Aaaand... another conga line hip thrusting their way to a sticky spot on my kitchen rug. Geez!! Go away nasty things, go away!!! This time I put down traps and let them dance. Hopefully they'll take the poison back to their lair and kill the others. DIE!

I am a handywoman at heart, so I hung this handy dandy caddy and grocery bag holder in my closet a couple days ago. But, not before Conner used it for a car garage. I chose this picture because it shows the now greening bruise on his forehead that he got from smashing into the bathroom cabinets.

You know, it's Christmas time. I hope you all are taking time to enjoy yourselves and not running yourselves ragged with too much to do. Too much baking, shopping, decorating, cleaning...

How 'bout you put the kids to bed, turn off the lights, turn off the TV, and just sit and stare at a Christmas tree full of lights. Maybe drink some warmed up eggnog. Maybe read some scriptures. Maybe chit chat. Maybe smooch.

Just a thought...

One of these nasty blue bubbles got a hold of Conner while frolicking in the Lanikai surf this past August. There were some stings on his face and arms but mostly on one of his hands.

He was crying hysterically and I think he was really scared that the pain wasn't stopping. I gave him some Tylenol and held him until he was calm but he kept saying he wanted to go "nigh-night". That is the one and only reason he is lying under this umbrella. He's not asleep mind you but he laid here for a good half hour. I even put a towel over his face and body to protect him from blowing sand and he didn't stop me.

A WoWos Day

This morning's dumping of woofs and meows kept Wyatt mesmerized for 8 minutes while I prepared breakfast.

You think I'd learn by now that silent kids aren't always a good thing.

"Penny for the baby sir, penny for the baby?"

I don't know what happened...but tonight, WoWos got super brave and just started letting go all over the place for long periods of time!

I love this time of year because Target is open until 11PM. Woohoo!

*Baby loses all his binkies? Head to Target at 9:30.

*If kids both go to bed at around 8? Head to Target.

*Craving cookie dough late at night? Head to Target.

Sweet.

Speaking of sweet. Morning breath makes me want to throw up...except for Wyatt's. He has the sweetest yummiest morning breath you'll ever find. I savor it each morning (and after each nap) by taking large whiffs through the nose, followed by long, "hmmmm's".

Wyatt has also been sounding like a baby alligator lately? I was thinking about how cute it was and remembered that Conner did the same thing. Do your babies chirp like alligators? If you don't know what a baby alligator sounds like, go here and click on sound clip #10 in the box on the right with the alligator picture.

As Long as We're Comparing

This man...

...and this man.

Are one in the same.

I Am a Mommy Blogger

C Jane keeps talking about Mommy Bloggers; teasing as if they were a bad thing. I just can't support this misunderstanding; as giggly faces and kooky expressions are my kryptonite (say it like Chris Rock- Kryp-toe-ni-eet). I am forced to post them for as long as they take over the memory in my camera. Our family's special moments captured and put on display like monkeys at the zoo. I just can't help myself. I AM a mommy blogger...in time, C Jane will be too. Hee Hee Hee.

Conner says, "What kind of animal are you?" (name the movie for extra points in your own little point land world).

WoWos likes to sit in what I call the football position. You know, the one that all the guys pose in for their school football photos? He can extend himself really tall in this position...almost like standing...

Hm, I could just eat him up! I'm really starting to like the color brown for eyes...considering that 3 out of 4 Owens' prefer them.

What have we here? A rather large box arrived from the frozen tundra. Containing gifts and yummy goodies. Handmade candy store turtles, cheese, summer sausage...and these...peppermint peeps. They've come so far since my day of the yellow marshmallowy Chickie's found only at Easter.