It looks like it's been almost three months since I posted last. You might think that Owen is maturing and isn't getting into as much trouble and he used to, you know, because he's four now. Nope! You'd be wrong. The reason there hasn't been any blog postings is because I CAN'T blog about Owen's latest antics. Obviously, I can't go into it here, just know he's been his usual unruly self the past few months.
Some of you may know, from hearing from us, that Owen has become somewhat of a food hoarder. I don't know if he is expecting an apocalypse (it is almost December 21, 2012, afterall) and thinks his nightstand drawer will survive with all of his goodies. Or, if he just thinks we will stop feeding him one day. Either way, he stashes food in his nightstand drawer. Mostly candy, though I did find cough drops in there last week (and six packs of gum). What will a now four year old do with six packs of gum???
The best, though, is what I found in his underwear drawer yesterday. It was a can of Kirkland's weight loss shake in chocolate. First, gross. He obviously must not have tasted it because, if he had, he wouldn't want to keep that. Second, seriously? A weight loss shake? Why does he do this? Can anyone explain this to me? When I told Peter, he questioned whether it was empty or full. Full, luckily, I can't imagine what all of that weight lossiness garbage would do to a four year old's body.
Last week, the boys had emptied their nightstand drawer and Peter noticed Owen was very protective of a box of crayons. When he investigated further, he realized the box was empty of crayons, but did contain a large number of Reese's Peanut Butter Cup miniatures. He brought said box to me and showed me the contents. I started laughing. Peter's comment to me was that Owen will probably be really good at hiding his "sandwiches" (for those How I Met Your Mother fans) when he's a teenager. Great!
Last night, the night of Owen's fourth birthday, I couldn't help but think about how much this birthday will probably be similar to his 21st birthday. Picture this; Owen in just his underwear laying on the bathroom floor complaining that he is going to throw up. On the way to lay down on the floor, he hits his head on the toilet bowl and a huge goosebump forms. How'd you get that bump? Oh, you know, throwing up, toilet bowl, not a good combination. His fourth birthday sickness was because of too many sweets. I have a feeling his 21st birthday sickness will be because of something else, but I imagine the picture will be the same.
I will leave this blog posting with an actual picture. Remember, he is only four years old (three at the time the picture was taken). I didn't climb trees as a child so I don't know if this is normal for one so young. But, as a mother, I did freak out. He was at least ten feet off the ground and would only come down once I bribed him with ... yes, you guessed it; candy.
