Just like he practiced, Owen:
- Escorted me to my seat and pulled out my chair for me.
- Served me punch.
Performed Skinnamarink with the rest of his class and pointed at me during all the I Love You parts.
Oh, well. They say that percentage ain't bad, right?
These were dangling from the ceiling all over the room. When I asked Owen which one was me, he gestured back over his shoulder without a glance and said, You're the one over there with the funny looking head.
3 comments:
This is so sweet. I love his picture!!! At least he didn't give you a huge head.
I loved this post....all of it! Beautiful picture of you and Owen. Such great memories for him and you.
You look like the youngest mother ever! Beautiful. I hope that is a family trait! ;)
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