The stars and planets aligned the previous weekend to allow both my mom and sister to come visit the favoritest member of the family, Mr. Owen Joseph. They watched him weeble and wobble all over the house and exclaimed for joy when he let them hold him for more than 35 seconds. Owen was so thrilled with all the attention that he started every morning around 4:30 am, which, fortunately for them, was really 6:30, but for me and John it was very definitely 4:30. Sleep deprivation was nipping at our heels once again and John and I both lost our heads and used the f-word in front of my mom on two separate occasions. Apparently she only heard it out of my mouth, of course, but I ratted John out, so we both got our mouths washed out with soap.
I love the pictures we took from their visit, as not a single one turned out because Owen was moving so fast. I just heard that Michael Phelps was diagnosed with ADHD at a young age and believes that swimming gave him focus and skills for living with attention deficit. If that is the case, look for Owen to make a clean sweep of gold medals in, oh I don't know, all track and field events in upcoming Olympic Games.
Here is a tribute to Mr. Nellie, Owen's grandpa who we are so happy to have in our family. Owen obviously shares a passion for blackberries with Mr. Nellie, who has been known to hop a fence for a few juicy gems.
Here is a tribute to Mr. Nellie, Owen's grandpa who we are so happy to have in our family. Owen obviously shares a passion for blackberries with Mr. Nellie, who has been known to hop a fence for a few juicy gems.
