Archive for the ‘Owen’ Category

Slip ‘n slide 

 
   

  

Owen Fix

Bryan: “Owen, time to get dressed.”

Owen: “Are you CRAZY? I’m playing with my trains.”

   

  

Persistence 

Owen: “Can I hold the hedge trimmer?”

Bryan: “No. It’s not safe.” 

Owen: “Can I hold the hedge trimmer?”

Bryan: “No.” 

Owen: “Can I hold the hedge trimmer?”

Bryan: “No.” 

Owen: “Can I hold the hedge trimmer?”

Bryan: “No.” 

Owen: “Can I hold the hedge trimmer?”

   
 

Photos from home 

From New York, I asked Bryan (who was in Chicago until the day before yesterday), to send me a photo from home. Now I’m sharing it with you, wherever you may be (if you’re reading this, you’re likely in Nebraska). Hope we are all together again soon!

 

Snuggle up

Our new king-sized bed is very popular among the littles…

  

(Also, note Sleeping Bunny has been returned to her rightful owner, thankfully!)

MISSING 

Missing: Sleeping Bunny, beloved stuffed animal 

Last seen: Yesterday at 1 PM 

Primary suspect: 

 

Owen fix 

Someone forgot their glasses when they left for their business trip… Don’t worry, Daddy. They are totally safe!

 

 
  

Overheard

“Look, Mommy! All my planes are holding hands!”

  

Out of doors 

Owen: “There’s a bird on the fence, Mommy – look!”

Rebecca: “That’s a female cardinal.”

Owen: “I want to hold it.”

Rebecca: “That’s not a great plan.”

Owen: “It will bite me?”

Rebecca: “No, you will scare her.”

Owen, in the general direction of that poor cardinal: “RAAARRRWWW!”

Owen Fix

“Can I have your gum? No? Are your sure…?”