Munchkin Moment (Owen)

I have just about one million pictures of my kids taken over the past three months, just begging to be posted. I realize this may be a kid overload for some of you, so you may need to skip some of my next posts:) I'll start with my baby though, since he is growing too fast! Owen is 8 months old now. He has recently started attempting to pull himself up onto things (yikes!) and can army crawl with the best of them. He is a cheerful little (as in "little compared to everyone else in our family" - he dwarfs some 2 year olds:) guy and doesn't mind who is holding him, as long as someone is.

I used to wonder what it would be like to be a celebrity. For however long we are here, Owen will not have to wonder what that is like. He attracts attention EVERYWHERE we go, and people are always pinching his cheeks, or asking to hold him or take pictures. I kid you not - at the zoo last week, the Arab ladies next to me were taking pictures of him, instead of the animals! He endures it well, for the most part. And we know that if we take him out to dinner with us, we get free babysitting from all the servers, as they take him all over the restaurant while we eat!

Will takes his responsibility as an older brother very seriously- Tyler trained him well! 

 He constantly plays with and entertains Owen for me when I need him to.

6 months old

Being technologically challenged is sometimes ... a challenge:) These pictures are right on my computer, but when I put them on the blog, they show up sideways. Whatever. Turn your head to the side and see these two little mischief makers together:)

They make each other happy!

This is especially for my friend Lyndsay to see. She MADE Owen these adorable little bow ties, which I unsuccessfully try to get him to wear for church every week. They last about 1 minute on before he removes them, but I think they are adorable on him.

I can only change his diaper if I catch him and pin him down. He thinks it is great fun.

His sleeper says "I love dad." And he does. Owen is there to greet him with all of the other kids when Ken gets home from work.

7 months

I asked Will to give Owen a bottle last Friday after church. (Sidenote: the weekend here is Friday and Saturday, and the work/school week starts Sunday. Friday is the Muslim Sabbath, so that is the day we have church here. I always call it Sunday, and the kids love correcting me...) It was the first time I've had him try, and he decided Owen was ready to feed himself. Which surprisingly enough, he did!

Hailey loves helping Owen eat. You can tell I've hammered it into her head about how and what Owen can eat, because she is constantly telling us "Just one dad! Owen can't eat THAT." Right after this picture, I saw her sneak one, and then give Owen the next one. What a good sister:)

Doll bottles don't work as well as real bottles...

And he doesn't seem to mind that nothing is coming out!

And, true to his Reading heritage Owen is discovering a love of reading. Or at least, that is what I think it means when he methodically pulls every book off the bottom shelves...

Look at those adorable cheeks!

Life is good when you have a big sister to tell you what to do (right Derry?!)

My cheerful baby sure makes me happy!