Owen is such a funny little man.
I say little man because that is just what he is:
A little man!
Doesn't that boggle your mind?
It does mine.
I can hardly believe this fireball of energy and attitude is one day going to tower over his mama-no large feat considering I'm only 4' 11"-but still, tower he will, and he will come to me not to tie his cape on or to put ballet slippers on his little feet (at least I hope not!), but to ask if he can borrow the car or stay out a little later than curfew (and if you're wondering dear, the answer is NO! :).
I say little man because that is just what he is:
A little man!
Doesn't that boggle your mind?
It does mine.
I can hardly believe this fireball of energy and attitude is one day going to tower over his mama-no large feat considering I'm only 4' 11"-but still, tower he will, and he will come to me not to tie his cape on or to put ballet slippers on his little feet (at least I hope not!), but to ask if he can borrow the car or stay out a little later than curfew (and if you're wondering dear, the answer is NO! :).
I love you Owen!
Thank you for filling my day with
craziness,
frustration,
and yes,
love!