::Reasons I love my Owie::
::He calls EVERYONE Jacob and informed me yesterday that he doesn't want his name to be Owen. He wants us to call him Jacob.
::He tells me I'm boring a lot.
::He whoops my behind at memory.
::He eats salad.
::Yesterday I over heard him say "Abby, that's really great. You're the best sister I ever had."
::Last week we were walking in the house after taking the older children to school. It was pretty smelly outside and Owen noticed the stench. He said, "It's really stinky out here. A squirrel must have tooted."
::We would have a pretty uneventful life if he weren't around.
::He likes the word Pooday. He uses it for everything and we're pretty sure he made it up.
::He can shake his behind like nobody's business.