Friday, February 10, 2012

Mothers' Tea

Just like he practiced, Owen:
  1. Escorted me to my seat and pulled out my chair for me.
  2. Served me punch.
  3. 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.


Anonymous said...

This is so sweet. I love his picture!!! At least he didn't give you a huge head.

Rebecca Davenport said...

I love it!!

Aunt Pam said...

I loved this post....all of it! Beautiful picture of you and Owen. Such great memories for him and you.

Jennifer said...

You look like the youngest mother ever! Beautiful. I hope that is a family trait! ;)