I set out to video Owen doing this cute little throat-clearing laugh he's been working on, but I got a sneeze instead. Gotta love serendipity!
He's four months old today. I've officially lost track of how many weeks he is, so I guess that means it's time to move on to counting by months.
I planned to write more, but Greta just threw up next to my desk chair and I stepped in it...barefoot.