A Day in the Life of the Weenigs: My sweet baby boy turned 1 year old!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

My sweet baby boy turned 1 year old!

Happy Birthday Baby Owen! You have grown into a little BOY in just one fleeting year! I blinked and now you are terrorizing your sisters' toys, throwing EVERYHING--mostly food and balls, and taking your first steps! Each day we fall more in love with you...you're hilarious "cave man talk", your squishy little cheeks, and all the loves (when you'ree not pushing us out of your face). We love you little man. You bring so much joy to us (your parents), your sisters, grandparents, aunts uncles, cousins..and we're so excited for all the fun times yet to come and all the things you will learn. We thank the Lord for sending you to us to care for...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Bubby!

2 comments:

Krista Hansen said...: I can't believe how big Owen is. It is true that they grow up too fast! Hope to see you guys soon. Love you all!; March 3, 2008 at 5:34 PM
Jules said...: Happy Birthday, Owen! Don't let your little sisters pick on you. You will soon be bigger than them.; March 4, 2008 at 8:55 AM

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"Why are we here in the car?", I say (thinking she was tired of driving everywhere)...

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