Oliver just went to bed, bringing his third birthday to a close. As you may know, we celebrated both the boys’ birthdays last weekend, so today we just spent some quality time with Oliver.
We started the day at the Butterfly House, where we met Sarah’s parents. Oliver really dug the bugs in the entrance area, and quite enjoyed watching all the butterflies swarm around us inside the glass conservatory. He spent a good chunk of time sitting on a bench because he wanted a butterfly to land on his nose. None did, but one did land on his shoe. That was cool enough. He looks happy, doesn’t he?
We had butterflies landing all over us, including on my rear end and on Sarah’s shoulder:
This month a big old batch of butterflies called Common Blue Morphos hatched. They were ALL OVER THE PLACE, and had really bright blue wings:
A rare family photo:
Next door to the Butterfly House is a carousel, so we of course had to take the boys for a couple spins. Oliver truly enjoyed it, despite this pouty face:
Owen started off by putting his mouth all over the yucky pole, but then just stared off like, “What the heck is going on?”
Next, we decided to grab lunch at Steak n Shake, where Oliver downed a cheeseburger, fries (not many), orange slices and a strawberry shake.
Finally, we headed home so both boys could catch a good nap. Afterward, we opened presents and played for a bit. Then had dinner and sang “Happy Birthday” to Oliver.
All in all, it was a fun but tiring day. We both just cannot believe that our little boy is now 3 years old. Crazy how fast time flies.
Monthly Archives: March 2011
Owen has his 1-year doctor appointment
Owen had his 1-year doctor appointment this week, so I figured it would be a good time to post his latest stats. He stands in at:
Height: 30.5 inches (75th percentile)
Weight: 22 pounds, 3 ounces (25-50th percentile)
Head circumference: 49.4 centimeters (gargantuan, I mean 97th percentile)
So how does he stack up against his older brother? I posted about Oliver’s 1-year appointment in February 2009 (click here to view the post ). Oliver was a half-inch taller, weighed about two-and-a-half pounds more and had a nearly identical head circumference. He was all-around big. Owen is just … tall … but with a big head. Oh well. He’s a cute little kid. Such a good boy.
Unrelated, but oh yeah, for anybody who would care, our dog turned 5 today. I let Molly sit on the couch with us for a few minutes, we gave her a few special biscuits and Oliver sang “Happy Birthday” to her. That’s about the extent of her birthday. It’s rough being at the bottom of the totem pole, but that’s what happens when you have kids. Poor girl? Nah, she’s gets more attention now from the boys that she could ever want.