And this was the night I finally found an explanation for Owen's bad naps: a molar protruding from his bottom left gum line. What happened to all those other teeth that were supposed to come in first?!
Sunday afternoon we went to the park. There was a dad there kicking around his daughter's soccer ball while she was otherwise occupied, and Owen sneaked up behind him and took it! The little girl wasn't too happy about sharing, but the dad was gracious, and we were surprised how good O was at dribbling it. I guess he's heard how chicks dig soccer players (well that and how they get to wear their hair any way they want).
Once he was all happy and played out we blind-sided him with a double grocery store trip to Target and Whole Foods.
And that was our weekend! Hope yours was lovely.