There's a monkey on my back, no it's just Owen...

I am showing you these very unlovely pictures of me so that you can see Owen clinging to my back with no help from me. When I am at my computer, Owen likes to climb on to my chair and then climb on to me. He hangs on like a monkey, even if I get up, walk around and take his picture. So try to focus on Owen and not me, it was a "slump around the house and do chores" day anyway.




I have also been meaning to tell y'all about last week, when Owen got a potato from the kitchen and took a bite out of it. He didn't like it much because he spit the bite out and threw the rest of the potato behind the TV, where I couldn't reach it. Of course I was also on the phone at the time.

That afternoon I found myself saying..."Ross please get the potato from behind the TV." Yet another first thanks to Owen, what a nut!