I don't feel like talking about it.
If I had my way he'd be a newborn forever.
And if you ask him how old he is... he speaks the truth of my heart, "Baby."
I love him for giving me pregnancy.
I love him for giving me labor and delivery.
I love him for being strong willed enough to ignore my infertility and demand to grow inside me.
I love him for giving me hope.
He is a force to be reckoned with...
January 2013
February 2013
March 2013
April 2013
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June 2013
July 2013
August 2013
September 2013
October 2013
November 2013
December 2013
This wild little man loves anything to do with bikes, outdoors and dogs.
When he's having a hard day I usually find him with his best friend. Kashi is so patient with Owen's energy.
He cries a lot... always has, I'm sure he just feels stifled about 100% of the time because he likes to live larger than life and he's stuck inside a two year old size body.
His spirit is bursting at the seams to bust out of the confines of a toddlers physical limitations.
Owen reminds us of an ever faithful and loving puppy, he wakes up bouncing and ready for fun at any moment of the day.
He rarely leaves our side and is most happy to go anywhere and do anything with mom and dad.
He loves to work.
He's every bit me and every bit Kday, and how that works I have no idea.
He's all things opposite. (which is also me and Kday)
Stubborn and sweet
Hard and soft
Wild and snuggly
Non stop and sleep
Independent and needy
Fast and slow
Charming
Brave
Social
Open
Busy
Busy
Busy
But just like his mom... there's no such thing as too much love and attention.
And just like his dad... there's no such thing as too much time on the bike or playing in snow.
Owen came to this life to live it to the fullest and we're merely trying to keep up.
xoxo - love to you little blondie.
Happy Birthday my Ohwee Bear.

















2 comments:
You said it all so perfectly, Shannon. The photos are wonderful and capture Owee Bear so well. Wish we were home for his birthday.
My goodness that was perfection in a post…love that cute little boy that is yours!
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