Monday, August 13, 2007

Mom Mom Visits The Vole

Once again, I need to engage in a bit of retroactive catch up. I'll try my best to get up to date over the next couple of days. This is my first installment.

I'll start with the beginning of summer. The last week of June and the first couple weeks of July, my mom came to visit for a little over two weeks. Well... she and Oliver had the time of their lives. Mom did me the tremendous favor of taking Oliver in the mornings when he woke up so I could catch up on some sleep. By the time I got up he was in a new diaper and clothes, fed and watered, and playing with Mom Mom. Wow! Thanks mom.

Oliver has not been known (until very recently) to have a very long attention span, but somehow, my mom captured his attention like no one else. She would sing, dance, and teach him new "tricks" with a relentless ferocity that only a Mom Mom could do. And all the while Oliver would look up at her with rapt attention. Take the following pictures, for example:

Rapt I tell you. I could stand on my head and sing the star spangled banner and I couldn't get his attention like that.

And look how happy they are!


Again, eating breakfast out, Mom Mom is teaching Oliver some important life lesson. He is all ears.

Some of the highlights of mom's visit include my refrigerator dying over the weekend (that was a four day stinky mess), trips to Oliver's daily appointments, a visit to the zoo, 4th of July fireworks in the park, and a special getaway to Napa. While in Napa we went to Indian Springs Spa. Oliver wore mom out while George and I enjoyed a mud bath and then the pool. Eventually Oliver wore himself out, giving Mom Mom a break.


Thanks again mom for all the help! George, Oliver and I all had a great time while you were here and we are so glad that you are coming to visit again in September.

Seriously people, you need to know that mom taught Oliver how to do more things in two weeks then all his physical and occupational therapists over the past several months. Call it good timing if you must... but I just call it the power of Mom Mom.

Here, mom and I gaze into my (then new) camera phone while out to dinner at the Beach Chalet.

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