The Cavanaugh Family: Summertime Fun!

I have some catching up to do on this blog post. Time has flown by, May came and went, and now it is summertime. I am in my 25th week, almost on the home stretch of the final trimester! Feeling the baby rocking and rolling in my stomach. Owen is turning into a little boy, exploring his world and having fun getting dirty and doing wild and crazy things that boys like to do. He loves anything that has to do with the great outdoors, it is our second home these days now that the weather is nice.

Week 21 Bump

Owen is still obsessed with any type of vacuum. He plays for hours with the shop vac out in the garage, he is his father's son!

Getting his first taste of summer with 90 degree weather in May and playing out in the pool at Grandma and Grandpa's house.

The morning of the Rockford Marathon. Of course happens to be one of the hottest days in May with temperatures in the 90's by the end of the race. Andrea successfully ran her first half marathon. It was fun to run the race with her and cheer her on until the end. People were staring at me, probably thinking that I was crazy running while pregnant. Andrea commented when we got to the race how everyone was looking at my stomach. Surprisingly, I felt great throughout the race and never felt sore the next day. I am still running and feeling good.

Week 22 Bump

Memorial Day weekend was spent up north at the cottage. We spent every waking minute outside with Owen. He was in heaven playing on the bobcat and backhoe loader. From the minute he woke up in the morning he would point outside for us to take him to the equipment and play on it. I guess we need these machines in our yard!

Owen also found a love for the boats and being by the water. He was content walking around in the fishing boat, exploring this new surrounding.

Let's just say that Owen loves anything that moves and makes noises. He is definitely 100% BOY! He loves anything with power, getting dirty, being on the move and acting rough!

Owen was not fond of the life jacket, but eventually we got him to calm down and relax while sucking on his pacifier and holding on to a container of animal crackers. I guess that I do not blame him though for not liking the life jacket. I think I would probably cry also if I had to wear one for an entire boat ride.