oh the lies

I love primary? No you don't Owen. That sticker on your head...it's a lie.
I knew it. I knew that my kid would be the one that cries for nursery on Sunday. In fact I told my bishop two months ago that he might as well put me in the nursery because my child would be the cryer. Well, he didn't. Not like I really WANTED that calling, but just thought I would offer. Just thought I would warn them.
Owen's nursery teachers are so cute. A young married couple with no kids. They try hard, and there are a lot of other little boys his age that he loves to run around with in sacrament meeting, but heaven forbid I put him in a room with all his friends, surrounded by awesome toys, and shut the door. Heaven forbid.
People are going to tell me he will get used to it. I've heard it before. He is the biggest Mama's boy, I cannot leave his sight. Oh well, maybe I should enjoy it until he starts pushing me away.

My Monster

My monster turned 18 months on Feb. 26th. He is in the 25th percentile for his weight and in the 90th for his height. Tall and skinny. He is growing and talking and doing everything is supposed to be doing. We are so grateful to have such a healthy happy little boy.

We got Owen's baby bouncer back from one of my sisters a couple months ago. Owen automatically took it over, and it is his favorite place to chill out. This is part of our nighttime routine. We turn on 'Sprout' he grabs his blanket, his milk, and his puppy, and plops right down in his little lounge chair. He's so funny.

a boy and his dog

Hiding out under the computer desk

I think that Wrigley is Owen's best friend. He loves his puppy so much. Wrigley is so good to him. He let's him roll and play all over him. Owen is only about three inches taller then Wrigley, it's so funny to watch them play. Thanks Wrig.