As most of you know, I work three days a week as a Rabbinic Assistant. God has opened the door for me to continue working while still caring for my son. Owen stays home with Ben when we work opposite shifts. When we work together, we have the privilege of taking Owen with us. The older he gets the more challenging it becomes. He is such a chatterbox that I have resorted to keeping my office door closed so as to keep his noise down. Thankfully, I do have my own office. He doesn't cry or fuss much, but he loves to use his voice. He "talks" and laughs constantly.
Owen spends part of his day sitting in his bumbo seat watching me work. This is becoming a bit of a problem because he has figured out how to pick up the phone. He leans forward and grabs anything he can get his little hands on. He doesn't like to sit on the floor much because there is so much less to see.
The picture above is an old one - taken last November. We don't use the front carrier as much anymore because he's getting pretty heavy to lug around in it. Depending on what job Ben is doing, he will sometimes still pull this out and tote Owen around in it.
See all those stinkin' handouts? I made every single one of them! The carrier I am using in this picture was made by a friend of ours from back home, Katie Losee. I love it! I don't know what you call it, so I just call it the "losee."
Unfortunately this sign doesn't keep everybody quiet.
We are both pretty tired and ready to go home. Having a good old time while Mama works. Ben's parents bought Owen this johnny jump-up. He loves it! He acts like he's trying to run.
Owen used to sit on my lap while I typed. I'm sure you can figure out why that doesn't work anymore. He thinks it's fun to pound on the keys too. He loves to sit on my desk where we can be face to face.