There are lots of other things to be blogging about right now…but I wanted to start with something good. Something I know Grandma Linley would love reading about. She and Grandpa Linley are/were avid blog readers b/c they loved to hear about Mr. Owen…so today…b/c nothing else seems fitting…but I haven’t posted FOREVER…I’m posting this one. Enjoy some happy thoughts about our little man…the one who seems to have been such a source of light and strength for Jer and I ever since the day we had him. This one is for Grandma Linley and our beautiful little boy J
The need to write things down that Owen is doing is starting to become a daily thing. I will see Owen doing something and want to capture it right then in my brain and never have it leave. Things I know I don’t want to ever forget.
Like how you will come running to me…stuff lizard in one hand and DVD in the other. With your new gator shapped crocs on your feet, your hair sticking up on end. In that favorite blue and white stripped jersey long sleeve tee of yours. You drop everything right to the middle of the kitchen floor to investigate as I unload the dishwasher. You aren’t quite ready to help me put things away. B/c if I hand them to you, usually you run off with one object or another. Or you pull glasses out of the cabinet and hand them to me. One day though, I have no doubt you’ll be an amazing little helper!
How you pick up my cell phone…or your toy phone…or the T.V. remote and say OhhhO (Hello?)
How when you close yourself in our closet, the bathroom or our bedroom and someone knocks on the door from the outside…you also say OhhO??
How you pull my shoes off the shelf in our closet and put your hands in them and walk around!
How you love to put Grandma’s gloves on your hands
That you look at yourself in the mirror after we put your coat on to go bye-bye at Grandma’s. You love to look at yourself and flap your arms up and down on your sides. You also like to do this with hats.
Speaking of hats, you like to put Dadda’s hats on your head…but not just one of them. You like to stack them on top of your head a couple at a time!
How adorable you look with a baseball cap on backwards! I’m a sucker for you Dadda in one that’s on backwards. I bet one day…a lady in your life will adore this same look on you J
That you walk around carrying your lizard that Cousin Clark gave you…and you talk to him and sometimes I think you make him tell me stories!
You are a slow talker, but you communicate. And right now, I love that you pull me by my finger to show me things.
That you LOVE piggy back rides!!
You have this little smirk when you are doing things you shouldn’t. It’s cute unless you’re really getting yourself into trouble!!
You have NO fear. I saw you face planting over the arm of the couch into the cushions last weekend. I think we are all in big trouble b/c you are a dare devil. Do me a favor…when you turn into an adult and decide to go sky diving…please don’t call me from the plane and tell me you love me. Or do…just make sure I’m not driving and that I’m sitting down ok???
Your favorite place in the world is outside. I think we could move your crib out into the yard and you would be a happy camper.
Your second favorite place is your wagon. I think you could sleep in that too if you really tried hard enough!!
Great Grandma Flo gave you a giant stuffed dog when you were just a baby. You now love to tote him around...even though he’s as big as you. You bark like a dog when you do!
You like to share your sippy cup with your stuffed animals….I love your sweet little spirit.
Every time we pull Disney’s Ocean’s out on the DVD drawer, you get excited and stomp your feet.
You are able to help get yourself dressed and love to pick out your own PJ’s. Every time…as long as they are clean, you pick your Mickey Mouse PJ’s. We’re gonna have to start searching for a summer pair for you very soon!! !!
You crawled up in bed with me last Sunday and snuggled in for a little bit.
When we leave the house, you kiss us through the glass in the window and wave bye bye. It takes everything I have to make the drive to work after that!
When I blow dry my hair, you always come running. You love to have me blow it on your hair and up your shirt. It makes you run away laughing and come right back for more!!
You got a new book for your birthday…from Aunt Steff and Uncle B. It’s the cutest version of Ol’ MacDonald ever. And it has put you to sleep every single night. Dadda says it has magical powers. I would have to agree!! I think I know what your first present to Baby C will be J
That you say Bye to us when we say Night Night at the end of the day.
When we ride in the car, up and down hills or pullin our driveway…you say WOOHOO! Or Weeeee. It’s a good thing you don’t know just yet how very adorable you are!!
You say Woohoo and Weeee anytime you think something is fun!
You love to “show me your muscles.” We’ve been practicing after baths for several months. I wrap you in your towel, pick you up and we look in the mirror. We talk about who is in the mirror…and I point to your muscles, make silly faces and then say really loud and in a voice you laugh at every time….ask you to SHOW ME YOUR MUSCLES!!! Anyway…you finally decided to join in my silliness instead of just watching me…and now you do it all the time!
The hospital in Peoria had this cool wall that projected this colorful looking smoke on the screen when you walked past it. You, Dadda and I had so much fun running circles around the room making the smoke pop up. I think the security guard watching us thought we were crazy...but you were happy...and in that moment...nothing else mattered!!
This weekend you gave Great-Grandpa Linley a high-five, smiles, said Hi. I think it brightened his day just a little bit. You were an all around amazing big boy on our long Saturday away.
Your Dadda and I are blessed by you every single day. No matter how crazy it’s been, your smile, your giggle, it makes every trouble in the world melt away.
You laugh really hard at Yogi the Bear movie. And you also say whoooaaa when they fall down the water fall. You're such a smart boy!
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