Either Owen is really not feeling well or he is sure getting used to all that spoiling! I couldn't get anything done around the house and he sure was getting fussy, so I called in the troops! Actually...super Granny Nanny came to the rescue! Always looking for the opportunity to sing and play patticake and rock and bounce her favorite grandson, Nancy came over and I was able to fold about six loads of laundry, put it all away, go get adjusted by MB, and finally clean that gross crud that was accumulating around the drain. By that time...Owen was happy, mom was happy, and granny nanny had got her fill...for now. :-) We are so blessed...all of us!