I had meant to take some grand pictures and make a grand post for his 18 month mark, but the rain ruined my plans for glorious pictures at that stage. Oh well, life does go on. Every day is a day where I am humored and fascinated by this little boy. There aren't many words he won't try to say, and the ones he does try to say aren't quite right, but I give him an A for effort! He loves: Balls, pedro, cheese, sand, bath, balls in the bath, choochoos, vroomvrooms, horses, birds, frogs and cows (to name a few). He knows when he hears the garage door open that daddy is home and Steve is always greeted with a big smile and cheers. He is such a loving little boy that will pucker up to give everybody a kiss!Owen started Nursery at the beginning of June and what a glorious day that was! Church is again enjoyable not having to chase a child for 3 straight hours. I had a very "proud mommy" moment when I went to check on him a couple of weeks ago. He was sitting on a little chair at a little table with crayons and paper and a mouth full of goldfish. He was reaching up to the teacher asking for more. Thats my boy! hahaha. I've been in nursery in just about every ward we have been in and it felt good to see my little boy beginning what will be years of singing, drawing and learning all about Jesus. Heres to my big boy!
