oh owen! just when i think you're getting so big, we visit the doctor and you're in the 17th percentile in weight and 24th percentile in height. you're still a tiny baby boy!

...but you can roll over a lot. a lot a lot. you can get anywhere you want to go as long as you can roll your way there. you grab our faces and give big laway-ey kisses and you always have a smile to give. mmm! i love you so much!