Owen, as I came at him with a washcloth: “Away go! Away go!”
Other instructions of late include “Watch out!” Not quite as cute as “‘cuse me.”
Archive for the ‘Owen’ Category
9 Aug
Summer’s gone
After a hectic week at work, we’re settling into a fun weekend.
Owen, who once served as the alarm we no longer needed to set, now prefers to sleep in late on weekday mornings (which didn’t work well for the 8 am swim camps we had last week). On the weekends, though, he’s up before the sun. We’re enjoying breakfast outside so hopefully the others will sleep in.
Today, we have yard work, errands and maybe even a boat ride (thanks to a boss who left his keys behind for us this weekend). The neighbors will join us for a cookout tonight, and then my mom arrives for a few days tomorrow.
School starts Wednesday–summer indeed seems over, though the blistering heat reminds us otherwise.
What are your plans for the weekend?
25 Jul
Hooked…
Here are two of my favorite photos from the cabin—mostly because of the conversations surrounding them.
Grampa keeps a step stool in the basement; Owen was certain it was for his own convenience. He took several liberties as he checked out the new space, and he was astonished when he opened this styrofoam box.
Gramma reminded me that previous generations of grandkids were strongly advised against playing with the minnows. When I mentioned this to Grampa, he said something along the lines of, “Nothing catches fish like stressed out bait.”
I know I’ve heard that before somewhere in the last 36 years…probably as I stood in exactly the same place.
15 Jul
RV adventures
Earlier this summer, we made plans to join Gramma, Grampa, Mom, Dave, Katie and Tom at the Minnesota cabin for the Fourth of July. After a bit of work, I was able to convince the Kansas contingent to travel by RV. (Typical response from Katie following an update on the rental plans: “Are we really doing this? I guess this is really happening.”) IT DID, and it was AWESOME.
Katie and Tom came around quite nicely, I think.
We spent the first night of vacation at Smiths, then picked up our RV in Omaha on Saturday morning. It was nice and new and clean, if not a bit cumbersome.
Once we loaded luggage for what seemed to be 17 people, we hopped in, and Doug took a few photos for us. (You can see Doug’s entire set here.)
It only took us seven hours to travel up north—we passed the time by playing games, asking Bryan to share the wheel (no), and trying to get Owen to nap (also no). A few choice overheards, from an intended series I neglected to fully capture, probably provide the best insights:
Rebecca, regarding potential carsickness: “I’m making seating decisions based on who is likely to be the pukiest.”
Bryan: “Buckle up. I want to try something here.”
Rebecca: “Please don’t tell your brother to shut his face.”
Owen: “Mosquito!”
Rebecca: “Olivia, do not stand on your sister’s head.”
Once we arrived, we parked by the cabins and used the RV as our own quarters for the week. It worked out really well. For the most part it was very cool, and we slept well (especially after Grampa helped us level it).
The ride home was a bit dicier, as is often the case. The table leg snapped, leaving us without an easy spot for snacks or games, so the kids had to find other ways to pass the time.
MOST of the kids, anyway.
I loved traveling in an RV, and while Gramma was quick to remind me of the two happiest days (the day you buy a camper, and the day you sell it), I also loved my mom’s remark: “RV having fun yet?” — a perfect nod to a Bornemeier vacation. Thanks, family!
9 Jul
Owen turns two!
We celebrated Owen’s second birthday with family in both Nebraska and Minnesota. Up first, cupcakes and a cookout with the Smiths, just before we left for vacation.
On the 3rd, we were joined on the cabin deck by the Gramma and Grampa Great, my mom and Dave, Tom and Katie, and a few Minnesota neighbors.
Happy second birthday, Owen! We love you so much, little guy.
24 Jun
A string of selfies
What started as an effort to capture Owen’s “Ted Koppel” hair turned to to a surprisingly sweet last shot. This kid has the selfie down pat.
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