Showing posts with label Owen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Owen. Show all posts

Friday, September 18, 2009

To be 5

I've been meaning to write a blog lately and haven't gotten around to doing it. We are supposed to close on our house Monday so I can't wait for that to be OVER!! Anyway, this post is supposed to be about our 5-yr-old and his wild imagination. I don't really remember being 5 but I hope I was as free-spirited as Owen is. When I first met Brett he always said he wanted Owen to be a free-spirit. I just thought that meant he wasn't going to spank him. Well, Brett has accomplished his goal. Since Owen is in school now, he wears uniforms. So on weekends he gets to dress himself. On a recent trip to Garden Ridge, this is what he wore... a hat he made at school that said "My PrinciPAL is my # 1 hero, shorts with two swords tucked into them, sunglasses and a t-shirt.
He is cool. I'm not quite sure how much I like this stage in his childhood. He is becoming independent, good thing and a bad thing. He's not my baby anymore.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Owen's Post

Owen is telling me what to write so all of this you may not understand...

"The guy steps on the cricket in Spiderwick, and the girl stabs the bad guys with her sword. It cuts his skin. I love my black spiderman. Dad cut his finger today and it was bloody. At school today we did centers and Cordell is cool but he likes pink. Dad picked me up at school today, and is cooking me hamburgers. This morning before school we made eggs and I cracked them and ate them. My spiderman has a web on top and a web. His leg moves this way. Today I put my bad spiderman in the refrigerator.  we put away our paper. 

Owen