Um, I'm trying to remember.

This was Owen's response to my question, "What are you scared about?" In my book, that's called stalling bedtime.

It was a pretty low key day. We did some work on the front landscaping. We took a few walks. Owen decorated a foam visor, which is now his golf hat. Walter (& I) crawled up and down the stairs about 10 times. He would have kept going, but I finally put up the gate.

I burnt my hand cooking tonight and when I told Owen he said he had hurt his hand earlier, too. He said he was o.k. because he was tough like his daddy and then proceeded to show me his muscular arms.

Here's O when he was 13 months old. Some similarities to Walter, but they sure are different looking. When Walter was born I thought they'd look identical through time. He proved me wrong. He's really looking older to me lately...more like a one year old!