Hello, Mike Fisher, I finished my lunch!
I am getting to know Owen a bit more. He likes to look around and is not much of a cryer. In fact, as long as you keep playing with him just the way he wants it, he will not cry at all. Even when he is hungry he gives us a few “Ahem” style coughs before he launches into a “Am I going to starve here??? seriously people !!!” cry.
There seem to be definite benefits to being the second child. We are much more competent parents now and are able to get organised much better. I have so far managed to come up with little tricks to make night sleep go smoother (so far, watch it change tomorrow…). The interesting thing is that tricks that worked with Trevor don’t work with Owen. For Trevor I would stroke the back of the neck while feeding and he would eat more, Owen could not care less. Moving his back makes him eat a bit more but not much, and nothing, nothing, nothing can stop him from falling asleep in the middle of the meal. I have also learned pretty quickly not to attempt to change his diaper between 2AM and 5:30AM if I have any hope of sleeping that night.
Owen is spending more and more time alert. When he is alert, he likes me to lift him up and down and talk to him. He does not mind if we attach a rattle to his hand (Trevor would go feral if we did that) but he is not responsible if the rattle, or anything within a meter radius, gets spit-up on it.
Trevor is enjoying his little brother quite a bit. He loves holding and playing with him. He will often bring him toys (but take them away as well). He has been play acting around the house quite a bit lately particularly with small blocks he calls “guys”. The little blocks interact and even go to school. After we put him to bed he can sing for up to an hour. The latest addition to his repertoire is Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire” which in Trevor’s rendition goes something like this “Ring ring ring of fire, car car car truck….”. Most of the songs we can’t quite figure out what they are but most are about mommy and daddy so we are pleased anyway.
We have been having trouble getting Trevor to eat so Chris started telling him how he needs to eat in order to be big and strong like Mike Fisher. Trev took this seriously because, after he finished his meal, he picked up his cell phone and told Mike Fisher that he has finished his supper. Then, yesterday, while he was out on the skating rink in the park there was an elementary school gym class going on. He went to join the kids in the circle they made and the teacher asked him how old he is. As far as I know, he has no idea how old he is so he said “I am going to be big like Mike Fisher!”