A Week of Firsts and More Disney Fun

Owen's First Trip to the Movies

Last week was Father's Day, and we didn't really have anything planned. I asked Ralph what he wanted to do, and all he said was that he wanted to sleep in...and because we normally get up at 5:30am, "sleeping in" meant waking up at 7am. 

While we were eating breakfast, I asked Ralph if he wanted to venture in taking Owen to the theaters for the first time so we can all watch "Finding Dory". Surprisingly, he said yes. We went to the first showing (10am), and we packed Owen's favorite snacks (Cheerios, blueberry snack bars, and Doritos...which we don't normally give, but we made an exception).

We let him explore the movie theater and run around before we had to settle in for the movie.

He sat here for a good 5 minutes!

Once we were in our seats, the previews started...and there were like a bajillion of them. Ralph and I were stressing that Owen would soon get restless, but he just sat in his seat and clapped his hands after each preview. After the movie started, Owen feasted on all his snacks. He was doing great for about half an hour, and then he started to get squirmy and whiny (it was his nap time). So I sat him on my lap, and before I knew it, he was passed out in my arms. I'd say his first time at the movies was a success. Couldn't have gone any better!

As for the movie itself, it was cute, but I like "Finding Nemo" better. Best part of the movie was any scene with Gerald the sea lion. He reminded us of our spaz-of-a-dog Wendy.

Look at his fingers - all orange from eating Doritos!

Owen's First Haircut at Home

Fast forward to yesterday, Ralph and I decided that it was time to shave Owen's head. At home. By us. Here are the reasons why:

1. It is hot, and it's only going to get hotter. The poor guy's head is constantly soaked in sweat, and he doesn't like it when I tie his hair in a ponytail. 
2. Owen doesn't exactly have the greatest track record when we take him to the hair salon. The first time he had a haircut (at 6 months), it was a total breeze. He just sat there in the firetruck chair and played with the steering wheel. He probably looked at the stylist once, and that was it! But his second and third times at the salon were the complete opposite. He cried the whole time, even to the point where he was gagging, and was fighting tooth and nail to get as far away from the stylist as he possibly could. There was no consoling him, not even with cartoons or Cheez-its.
3. This kid's hair grows SO fast. He's had THREE haircuts, and he's not even 1 year and a half yet. And each haircut is like $25!

And we figured that if we messed up, his hair would grow back by the end of the week.

Before we began, we made sure that he was in the best mood possible and that everything was set up. We had my laptop on the bathroom counter playing his favorite movie ("Inside Out") and a box of Cheez-its on standby.

We let Owen sit in the chair, watch the movie, and get comfortable. The plan was to cut his hair and then use the clippers (No. 4). We even turned the clippers on and off so Owen would get used to the sound.

Then, Ralph placed Owen on his lap, and I picked up the scissors.

SNIP SNIP!

No reaction from Owen. Whew! But there was no turning back. We had to keep going. I grabbed another section of his hair, and right when I was going to cut it off, Owen moved - I pretty much cut it too short. Crap. And then Owen noticed what was going on, and he started to freak out. Double crap. I couldn't continue cutting his hair with scissors with the way he was flailing about, so I grabbed the trimmers and began.

All HELL broke loose - Owen cried and screamed to the point where he was gagging; the movie kept freezing for some Godforsaken reason; AND Owen would constantly reach out for me to pick him up. So Ralph and I switched spots, but I continued to use the clippers. Ralph went on YouTube and started playing Owen's favorite video (Super Simple Songs), which, unfortunately, did absolutely nothing to help with the crying/screaming; but it must have been divine intervention or something because Owen was suddenly calm and quiet about five minutes later. Either that, or shock must have taken over.

Since he was behaving so well, I switched the clipper size to a No. 2 to better hide my little slip up. I wanted to even out the back of his neck and his sideburns, but Ralph told me not to push our luck with how well he was doing.

And then it was time for a bath!

Let's hope that Owen has learned that getting a haircut isn't so bad. No doubt he'll be needing another one in 3 months.

Last Sunday Trip to Disneyland Before Blockout!

Today was the last day all three of us could go to Disneyland before we're blocked out until the end of August. As usual, we left early and got to the park around 8am.

We actually went on SEVEN rides this time. Now THAT is the new record. We went on Jungle Cruise, Pirates, Haunted Mansion, Pooh, Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, Alice in Wonderland, and It's a Small World ALL BEFORE 11AM.

"Look, Ma! Absolutely nothing!"

His favorite place.

Waving "Baaaaiiii" to the Pooh Bears.

Took a quick 5-minute nap while waiting in line for the Alice ride.

Annnnd he's awake.

He looks like a Shaolin monk, lol!

Before we left, we had lunch at Rancho Del Zocalo. (Not the best photo because someone kept pushing me *ahem*OWEN*ahem*.)

We stopped by Downtown Disney on the way out, and I found more cute mugs that I want. (Just shut up, and take my money!)

He passed out like this, and when we tried to lean him back, he'd start crying and resume his position.

You do you, boo.

I may or may not take Owen to Disneyland tomorrow, but I will more than likely take him on Wednesday, since Ralph's family will be there. We'll miss "Datton", that's for sure.

Until next time!