We've moved.

Ok, so needless to say, we haven't been blogging much lately. We're hoping by moving the blog to a more iPhone-upload-friendly site, you'll hear more from us. Check out the new heyrobertsons blog here:
http://heyrobertsons.posterous.com/

State Fair'n it.

A very prego Mama Bird and I took Owen to the MN State Fair today. 97 degrees out. Hotter than the devil's microwave. But we still had fun munching corn, cheese curds, brats, etc.

Weeee!

Today was downright awesome. We took O to the playground and he went bonkers. Teeter tottering. Slides. Climbing up the slide. K is two months away from d day so it's not easy for her to pick up the Duder.

A very Smillie Summer night.

We had an awesome time tonight at the Smillies house! Owen played with Nico and Addie hard. Katie and I played hard too, tons of laughs. Love those guys.

We're back, baby.

With baby boy número dos on the way, it's time to strike up the heyrobertsons blog again! Anybody still here?

Goodbye for now.

Hello friends and family, I have to say this will be our last post for the foreseeable future. The heyrobertsons blog has been a fun ride. To date, 373 posts spanning more than 2 years. We've shared pretty much everything about Owen/us on this site, and we hope it made you smile throughout your day when you visited.
But tonight I was telling Katie that the blog has recently felt like another chore. Not so much fun anymore. Hopefully everyone understands.
We'll be emailing a slideshow of Owen/our fam to friends and family on a regular basis (maybe monthly?) to keep all of you in the loop. Shoot us an email if you're interested in being included (heyrobertsons@mac.com).
And who knows, maybe if/when we go for baby #2, we'll fire up the blog again.
So with that, we say so long for now.

Cheers and much love,
Katie, Travis & Owen

Roadtrip to IA (then on to MO).

For our Christmas week road trip, we split the 9 hour trek up and stayed halfway in Coralville, IA. It was the perfect choice (all Katie's geniusness). Duder was in heaven at the nearby Coral Ridge Mall's indoor playground. He even took a ride on his first merry-go-round...

Dance. Climb. Stand. Rebel.

We just got home from St. Louis a couple days ago and have been unpacking and digging out from the blizzard that apparently hit while we were away. While I x-fer photos to the computer to blog, here's a vid to check out in the meantime. Owen being his rascal-y self...

Happy Christmas.

Da Da Rock.

A lot of babbling these days at the Robertson household. Owen goes a week or so saying Ma Ma Ma. And this week it happen to be Da Da Da, on his rocking chair.

Dyson monster.

O-Robs recently discovered the vacuum. It's a love-hate thing. Watch him get startled at the front part of this video. He does this repeatedly if we leave the vacuum out. It's as if he's poking the Dyson Monster and it's roaring back at him. Funny.

Finger paints!

Owen loves getting his hands dirty. He likes squishing foods in between his fingers. And he especially enjoys wiping said foods in his hair and on his face. So it's only natural that he'd be a BIG fan of finger painting...

That holiday glow.

Christmas in the air at Casa Robertson. Our X-mas CDs are on constant rotation, the stockings are hung, and the light spheres are up. You may remember that O-Robs loved these balls of light last year, too. Every day when we get home, he points his finger at these glowing orbs of goodness as well as our fiber optic tree, motioning us to turn them on. We oblige. Simple joys.
Katie and I nixed the idea of putting up the big daddy tree this year b/c Duder is runnin' all over the place. He'd probably just tear the tree down with one tiny hand while laughing his face off. Then dart into another room with the treetop angel in his paw.

Elf's life.

Turkey Day weekend we took O-Robs to the Macy's 8th floor for a Day in the Life of an Elf exhibit. We met up with G-ma and G-pa Langer and Uncle Mike, Auntie Cat and Cousin Caden. It was awesome. And I have to say, some of the elves where downright creepy. So I had to take some snaps of the creepy elves.
Check out the last vid where Owen tries making a pig noise but ends up imitating a puppy dog.

Thanksgiving.

For Turkey Day, we kept it pretty low key this year. Uncle Kenny's house. Good company. A lot of food. A little ping pong. And one Duder climbing all over the place lookin' like a lumber jack. Aww, that Duder.

(Sorry for the slideshows all the time, but we ran out of space on Blogger after 2+ years of posts! We'll be doing the slideshow thing until we migrate this blog to another URL or delete old posts.)

Up...Down.

Go horsey go!

For O's first b-day, he got this rawkin' rockin' chair from his G-ma and G-pa Langer. For months, he's flirted with the thing, but would squirm when placed in the saddle. Katie and I were bummed b/c the horse is so great. Look at it, how could you not ride that horse? Well, Owen is all about the horse these days. Several times a day, he runs over to the horse and climbs aboard. He pets the horsey's yarn mane and rocks excitedly when we say "go horsey go!" Now if we can just train Duder to not ride the horse like it's a surfboard. I'm tellin' ya, this kid is full of mischief.

Here comes the skeleton.

Happy Thanks...uh...Halloween.

Like I said last week, we have a wee bit of catching up to do. So here goes Halloween night. That evening we headed over to Team Weber's house for a little trickin' and treatin' in their hood. They live in Edina so we were thinking the candy would be dee-luxe. It was good, but there wasn't any full candy bar action to be had nor crazy ladies handing out apples. (I'm not being sexist. In my experience, it's always a crazy lady). Oh, and our H-ween Posse multiplied with the help of Team Hopkins! Lucy was the most adorable monkey. Lucky for us, Benjamin (as Indiana Jones) and Stella (as Magic Fairy Princess) kept us safe on our journey, warding off any giant rolling boulders or mean green goblins.
P.S. check out Duder wearing the wig. He's just (sniffle, sniffle) growing up so fast. Btw, he was scared of his own Beatle-esque 'do. Good times.

Duder gets a haircut.

Not sure if I told you this yet or not, but the latest nickname we have for O-Robs/"O"/O-Max/Sir Owen is now "Duder" or "The Duder." Why? No big reason except it just fits. O just looks like a Duder. Has the swagger like one. Babbles like one. Has hair like a shaggy, surfer Duder.
Anywho. Well, we took Duder to this place at the E.P. mall named, unremarkably, "Kids Hair" to get his first hair cut. Little man was not digging it at first. Then he realized that Mama was at his side, so he put his pouty lip away. Decided to be a big boy and stop crying. Because that's just what a Duder does.