This evening before bed time, Owen and I were outside to see Daddy off to dinner with some business associates. And of course, the minute Owen saw his rocking horse on the deck he started tugging at his shirt (his version of saying "please" in sign language) and pointing at the horse. So I let him ride for a few minutes even though he was SUPER tired and he got the happiest look on his face. It was like he had escaped the doom of bed time and instead got to do something that he thoroughly enjoys. He was oh-so-happy....So, I snapped a couple of pics.
On a different note, I decided to let you all in on a little side of Owen that I have not yet shared on the blog....his fits. I have no idea where he got this from, but whenever he is mad and pouting because he doesn't get his way, he throws himself on the floor and burrows his forehead into the ground like something absolutely horrible is happening. And then he peeks up to see if you are watching or not. I know it shouldn't be funny, but for some reason I really get a kick out of it. So the pics below are a little taste of this behavior from a few mornings ago...Daddy took them to catch Owen at his finest...
This is mid peek to see if anyone is watching:
And finally, he has discovered the fit got him nowhere:
1 comment:
I can't believe how big Owen is getting! What a cutie. Can't wait to play together in a few days!
Becky
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