Today started at 4 am with my oldest throwing up. He caught the nasty stomach bug for the second time. I feel so bad for him. He’s a little better which is good. I’ve kept him quarantined and away from little brother. That hasn’t been an easy task. These two love wrestling around, chasing each other and just having fun. I did get to snap a few pictures of them yesterday though.

Owen now knows how to unlock my iPhone. At least he hasn’t figured out how to make a call. He can text though.



Like father, like son.

Deep concentration…


My little toot.
Here are some fun facts about Owen (mostly for my own memory)…
He can say Bible (baba), momma, dadda, bubba, nana, night night, juice, milk, more, thank you (gank you), stinky, bye bye and hi, ticky ticky (tickle tickle when we tickle him) pop tart (bop bop), uh oh (all the time!)
He waves bye bye (has been doing that for a while), blows kisses, throws a ball, gives great hugs and kisses and can take his brother down in a wrestling match. He makes a vroom vroom noise when he plays with cars, trucks, airplanes or trains. He is such a sweet 17 month old. Can’t believe this little toot will be 18 months next month! Time sure flies!