Owen has a new dance, in case you were wondering. It looks a little like this:
No, that is not a video, just a picture. But it is pretty much what he does. Stand there and lift his feet in tiny baby steps up and down. Sometimes he will turn, and the whole time he is dancing he usually has a very cute smile on his face. So there is that, but he has yet to really bust a move.
He is really on the verge of speaking in "sentences", or saying more than one word and a string of gibberish. The other day we were in the kitchen, and he began to, well, poop, and as he often does while pooping, he will say the word, Poop. But then he realized that I was standing right there, and might just sweep him up and off to get his diaper changed -- an activity he is Very Much Not Fond Of. So after saying Poop, he quickly looked at me and said, No, Mama!
His little sentence was all to no avail, since I indeed said yes, and then did the dreaded diaper changing. But although the sentence was not obeyed, it still was spoken! And was rather cute.
He also says a lot of "Hiyas" while lifting his foot in a karate kick motion to imitate Dad. And his other favorite thing is to drop or knock something on to the floor, and then put his head to his hand in mock dismay and say, "Oh man!" I tend to point out to him that you don't get to say Oh Man if the knocking over was done on purpose, but I suppose I am just raining on his parade with that one.
Owen is also very much enjoying going outside on the warm days we have had here and there peppered amongst the snowy ones. Here he is on just such a warm day a few Saturdays ago, enjoying destroying the leaf pile Sean was trying to rake.
It doesn't look too springy yet, does it?! Alas. Although we do have about two inches of crocuses and daffodils starting to come up in the front. And I will take what I can get!