owen has the tiniest voice. i love to hear him talk because it's such a sweet little voice. i cave a lot when he asks me for things just because it's just so darn cute when he speaks. and he's so polite! he says his please and thank you all the time. even when you clean his nose and he fusses and cries he will almost always say, "thank you, mama" through his tears once i'm done.

he thinks that orange juice is apple juice. he always asks for apple juice and then gets upset when you give him apple juice. owen, show me what you want. he pulls me across the kitchen. "that one," he says pointing to the carton of oj in the fridge. that's the other thing...the pulls you by the hand all the time and says, "come on! follow me." okay, owen. as long as you speak in that tiny little voice i will go.

he's still so little. his pants are too big on the waist, and if his diaper gets too full both pants and diaper fall to the ankles. i haven't had the energy to really potty train him. he did pee in the toilet today, so maybe the morning toilet visit can be the first thing to focus on. with him being our third boy, i have to say that the switch from cars pull-ups to toy story pull-ups is a refreshing change.

owen LOVES seek and find books. he has a gazillion. disney. diego. superfriends. little einsteins. bible. i think they are the only things in the house that he knows are his, so he clutches them in his little arms and doesn't really like to share with his brothers. in fact, i've found him sitting on the books just so he won't have to share. he does eventually share...but they ask him nicely if they can look at his books with him.

when i tuck him in at night, he gives me a hug. then he pushes my nose and i say, honk! and he pushes my nose again and says, "beep beep!" to imply that my nose is broken (noses go "honk" when you push them, in case you didn't already know that ;). he "fixes" my nose and then gives my nose a "fix-it kiss" and it's all better. my nose honks as it should when pushed.