A hot day on a public holiday led to a spontaneous trip down the coast to Kingscliff. Eva collected seashells, Owen napped under the beach tent, we picnicked and played with the kids along the shore line.
Although this wasn’t Owen’s first trip to the beach, it was his first time to experience dipping his toes in the water. Curious, timid and then a wave hit. Eva and I squealed in reaction to the cold water and Owen freaked out. His arms flailed out, ready to be picked out and comforted.
Despite the initial shock, as the weather warms, Owen will grow to love the beach. And we’re already planning more trips out of the city and down the coast.
Once there was a boy…
As a favourite author/illustrator of ours, we bought an Oliver Jeffers’ print for Owen before he was born and have only now got around to framing it. Perched behind his cot, it reminds me of so many of his stories, about a boy, read to set off on a great adventure. Whether it be flying to the moon, rowing to the South Pole or trying to catch a star, I can only hope Owen has such a whimsical and vivid imagination.
Time with children is such a paradox. Everything is so slow and takes so much time. Slow to get out of the house. Slow to arrive anywhere. Slow to get ready for bed. But is also seems to go so fast. Just yesterday, Owen was a newborn and just last week it was Eva’s first birthday. Or so it seems.
Owen Henry — Four Months Old (posted late)
At 7.2 kg and 67 cm, Owen is tracking Eva’s growth almost exactly. Being a second child, it’s hard not to compare the two. But it is funny how there is almost no comparison because they are pretty much exactly the same.
There are a few differences though. Owen seems so much stronger than Eva was at the same age. He sits and stands with minimal support. He loves to hold on to your fingers to be pulled into a sitting position, and he loves loves loves standing. We just help him balance slightly and he cackles madly while survey the room from his new-found height.
Another major difference between Eva and Owen is drooling. Living with Owen is like living with a St Bernard. This combined with his random spit-ups makes for a never ending laundry pile!
The last big difference was where Eva was a real mummy’s girl, Owen is definitely his daddy’s boy. When Johnny gets home from work, Owen is bright-eyed and all smiles for his daddy. Although, honestly he is such a happy boy, he has smiles for everyone.
Owen reaches, grabs, pulls and slobbers on any and all surrounding items — toys, hair, his toes. He already loves gnawing on his Sophie the Giraffe and has started falling asleep with a blankie.
Owen is no longer satisfied lying back in the stroller. He will do mini crunches until we raise the seat back so that he can sit up and see. He is no longer a newborn, satisfied to sit back and do nothing. He is a little boy wanting to see the world.
1. Glitter Point Shoes — Colourful, sparkly ballet shoes? Yes, please. Eva isn’t a super girly-girl, but every time we walked into the Seed Heritage store, she would always point out how much she wanted these shoes: “they’re so lovely!”.
2. Doctor’s Kit — Eva received this for her birthday and it has to be one of her most played-with toys. It has been fantastic for imaginary play.
3. Urbanears Headphones — These were perfect for our recent trip to Melbourne. Eva could watch videos or play with apps without disturbing the people around us. A few of her current favourite apps are: Little Red Ridding Hood, Endless Alphabet (hands down the best app), Play School - Play Time, Path Puzzler, Tangranimals.
5. The Day the Crayons Quit — a cute and quirky story, illustrated by our favourite author/illustrator, Oliver Jeffers.
Halloween is just around the corner, and for the past month I’ve been trying to get Eva to decide on a costume. She has made a careful, considered decision, only to change her mind the next day. A witch. A cat. Batman. Princess Leia. Little Red Riding Hood.
I’m slowly coming to the realisation that this is where our personalities clash. I’m a planner and Eva always has other plans. (And to make matters worse, we’re both stubborn, strong-willed and opinionated. Is this a trial run for the teenage years?) So rather than buying something new (and probably expensive) and then having her refuse to wear it, Eva is going to choose one of the many costumes she has in her dress-up box. What could go wrong? It will be an easy decision for her, won’t it? Won’t it!?
Owen is a different story. I know it’s a little early to say with any certainty, but he already seems so easy-going, just like his daddy. He’s social and curious. Willing to go to anyone, and has smiles for everyone. I think if he could pick out his own Halloween costume, he would go as a teddy bear wearing a t-shirt that read “Hug Me, I’m Cute!”
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Apartment Therapy -- Best Kids Parties: Pretty in Pink
Apartment Therapy -- Eva's Playroom
Little Sooti -- Pretty in Pink Party
Spearmint Baby -- Pretty in Pink 1st Birthday Party
Dear Baby Magazine -- Letters to Eva (pp 68-71)