Owen is a very funny boy. He is seriously funny. He likes being funny. And it is often hard to be in his presence without laughing at something he says or does. Here are two of his latest favorite phrases:
- “I have a plan!” Today, for example, the four of us were on a long walk. K & O were pushing their babies in their strollers. Every time a car would go by we’d all stand on the side of the road and wait for it to pass. Owen, of course, had to wave —enthusiastically— at every single car as if the people in it were his long-lost friends. Also, Owen, of course, would announce to us from time to time that June was watching the car too, June was walking with us, June was in the stroller, June was helping him push the stroller, etc. (at one point June was even in his pocket– ???). Anyway, we were all standing by the side of the road, waiting for a car to pass. Owen was inching too close to the edge of the road and it was making Braydon nervous. Braydon sternly told him to back up and move away from the road. Owen held up his hand shoving his palm in the air in Braydon’s direction (as in, ‘stop talking’ or ‘you’re now talking to the hand’) and said very confidently: “I have a plan!”
- “I’m thinking about it!” Today, for example, the four of us were in New Hope. We were by the river and K & O were feeding the ducks. Owen was questioning whether the duck food was exclusively for ducks or whether he could eat it too. It was duck food (like, grain), and we were repeatedly telling him that it was only for ducks and that he should not eat it. He held up one morsel of duck food and examined it very closely. Then he held it close to his mouth, said, “I’m not going to eat it,” and then announced matter-of-factly, “I’m thinking about it!”
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October 11, 2007 marks the One Year Anniversary of the Johnson-McCormick Blog. Rather than try to do a retrospective of our past year in the blogosphere we decided to take the plunge and do our first blog ‘slide show’ ~~ not of the past year, but rather of the year-and-a-half of our lives before we started blogging. Our blog has turned out to be so much more than we ever had imagined when we began it. And our only blog-related regret is that we did not start our blog sooner. Alas, we were waaaay tooooo tired to blog then — the boys were not easy in the beginning. Not that they are ‘easy’ now, but they are so very much easier with each passing month. I do wish I had a better record of the early days of our family… not just for our own sakes, but also for the sake of our readers– so many of whom have had questions about the earlier stages (and our memories of that time are so often hazy that we can’t answer those questions with much detail). So, the slide show above is a compilation of photos from our Referral Photo through the Last Photo Before We Started This Blog. We are happy to share these photos with you, and we are happy to share what we do of our life with you through this blog. Most of all, though, we are humbled that you care to look, read, check in, think, and care about us via our blog. Happy Blogiversary to all of our Johnson-McCormick Family Blog readers!!
***P.S. What we originally wanted to do to celebrate our blogiversary was to make a Top Ten List of our favorite posts from the past year… but here’s an even better idea!!!… how about you tell us what your favorite Johnson-McCormick Family Blog post was, and then we’ll compile a Top Ten List of Our Readers’ Favorite Posts From the Past Year?!!!?? …So, please… tell us: What was your favorite post? Share by posting a comment here!
Kyle (in blue) with his baby Donald,
Owen (in red) with his baby Douglas James_ _ _They were on a “Jumbo Bus!”; it was “an airport bus!”; they were in “San Juan”; “at the airport”; on their way to “Virgin Gorda!!!” * They were “bringing the babies on a big trip!”; it was “a VACATION!”; they were going to “bring babies to the BEACH!”; and “teach babies to snorkel!”; and “sleep with babies at night-night!” * The babies were “not scared”; “no, no, no!”; the babies were “super excited!”; “VERY EXCITED!” * But the babies were “crying”; because the “babies cry when they are hungry”; and these babies were “VERY HUNGRY!” * They “could not wait!”; they needed to “feed Douglas James his bottle!”; and “feed Donald his bottle!”; right there “inside the big huge Jumbo Bus!” * In the bottles was “fomla” [formula]; and it was “warm fomla”; and it was “many, many fomlas!”; and the babies “like to drink warm fomla!” * They were “feeding them on the Jumbo Bus!”; and the bus was “going in the airport”; the “San Juan airport!”; and they were “taking care of their babies on the Jumbo Bus” * They each had with them their “baby bag”; and “in the baby bag is a toy, and a bottle, and a wipes”; it is “all for the babies!!!” * After they fed them [for a very, very long time] then they had to “change these babies’ diapers!”; because they were “soooo poopie!”; and they needed to “use the wipes!”; to “clean them up!”; and “give them a new diaper!”; and “get them dressed!” * Then they were “back on the Jumbo Bus!”; the babies were “sooooo sleepy!”; and they “put them in their blankets!”; “so nice and warmy!” * And they did it all over and over and over again… non-stop for about 40 minutes… and it was all so very involved.About a year ago Braydon and I started purposely blocking off a whole Saturday or Sunday on our calendars, every 6 weeks or so, to do absolutely nothing but chill out at home with our little family foursome. This summer we made a decision to expand on this by blocking off a whole weekend about every six weeks. We call these “Family Weekends.” For us it is a way to re-charge, re-group, re-bond, rejuvenate. For us — all four of us — it really seems to work. We have found that it works best if we actually go away (preferably overnight). But we can make do at home too. Requirements of our Family Weekends are as follows:
- No real cooking. We go out to eat, order take-out, or eat simple/easy-to-prepare foods… all weekend long.
- No real chores. No housework or yard work. No “projects.” No To-Do lists.
- No work. Period.
- No childcare (no babysitter).
- No social engagements whatsoever. I.e., no plans with friends, no play-dates, no get-togethers, no birthday parties, no social events. Just the four of us.
This past weekend was a Family Weekend. We decided to stay put at home. It was good. Highlights were
- The boys got new bikes! Their first real bikes (with training wheels)! This had been long-anticipated. We had told them we’d get them bicycles when the swimming pool closed. Braydon did tons of research and got his boys the best dang bikes around. ;0 He had brought the boys to the bike store twice to look at their new bikes, get sized for helmets, etc. K & O were very excited. Saturday morning, after we went out for breakfast (Owen had a Belgian waffle; Kyle had a corn muffin; Braydon and I had omelettes), we went straight to the bike store. Kyle’s bike is red. Owen’s is blue. Happy Happy Boys Boys. FOR PHOTOS CLICK HERE
- It was hot and humid here this weekend. Saturday afternoon involved ice cream (Kyle still continues to almost exclusively choose milkshakes?!!?!; Owen is finally experimenting with fun-and-exciting [and drippy] ice cream cones… preferably with jimmies!), and then… FOUNTAINS. for photos click here
- Sunday was our Third Annual Fall Traugers Farm Trip. Traugers Farm sells their produce, etc. year-round, and we regularly frequent this farm store. But Traugers Farm in October is a whole other thing. They have horse-drawn hay-rides, their own farm-pressed cider and farm-grown popcorn, tons of pumpkins, and little corn maze made just for little-little kids (they plant the corn very late in the season so the stalks are only about 4-5 feet high). As I’m sure you can imagine, K & O love the whole entire experience. FOR PHOTOS CLICK HERE.
We never left a 10-mile radius of our house, but it was a great Family Weekend nonetheless. See photos below (as always, you can click on any photo to expand).
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The highlight of the weekend, for Braydon and I, was toward the end of our Traugers Farm visit. The boys were calming down a bit from all the excitement and were drinking lemonades. Kyle was wandering around checking out the mums and gourdes. Owen spotted The Farmer (like the head honcho, owner/manager/boss man of this very large operating farm) sitting alone at a large picnic table taking a break and quietly watching the locals and tourists alike swarming his farm. The boys and I had met this man once before — this summer. It was a hot summer day and we had stopped at Traugers to buy corn. We were the only ones there. The Farmer was teaching a young man how to use the pea-shucking machine. He was clearly busy, but he invited Kyle and Owen to come over and watch. And as they watched he took handfuls of freshly shucked peas and gave them to K & O to eat. The boys loved the peas, of course, and the boys were enamored with The Farmer, of course. The Farmer seems subtly taken with K & O— a quiet, reserved man of few words… but he ended up giving me my dozen ears of corn for free and telling me to “bring the boys back to see him soon.” We’ve been back before but haven’t seen The Farmer again, until Sunday. So… toward the end our Traugers Trip Owen spots him at a large picnic table. Owen proceeded to quietly and calmly make his way to the table, and sit down with The Farmer. The two of them sat there together, taking it all in, just a few quiet words exchanged between them every now and then, for a good 10-15 minutes (a very long time for Owen to sit so still). Eventually Owen was off and running again. The Farmer asked us about the boys — where they were from, etc. We chatted for a bit. Then it was time to go. Completely unprompted, Kyle ran to The Farmer, climbed up in his lap, and gave him a huge hug and kiss. The Farmer took it in stride, hugging Kyle back. Then he gave Owen a big high five and an even bigger smile. As we were about to leave, The Farmer told Braydon and I that when the boys are old enough he’d like for them to come work on his farm with him. He was entirely serious. He was smitten with them. And the boys with him. It was one of the sweet, sweet moments of this Family Weekend.
Kyle’s First Crash!
Coming down the driveway way too fast,not quite fully familiar with how to brake,slammed right into the treeOwen lovin’ the water bottle!
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