Owen hogging the covers during his first night in a hotel
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This blog is intended to keep our family and friends -- both near and far -- in touch with Owen as he grows. I will continue to update with photos - and stories too -- as much as I can.
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3 comments:
Owen...that’s a good boy take all the blankets from your parents...your Mom do the same thing when she was little. I will see you in a few days to give you lot of hug and kisses.
Grandma pooh.
PS.. the Easter bunny is coming this weekend so be a good boy!
PLEASE! Owen, your mother is still a bed hog!!!!
xxooo.
(P.S. who needs the easter bunny, you have aunt denise!)
If you ask me, Owen seems rather contemplative. Perhaps he wonders how it is that 70's disco superstar KC has time to leave The Sunshine Band in order to have coffee with his ever diminishing fan base? Perhaps his movitations lay outside the realm of friendly banter. Does he look to shake, shake,shake? Or perhaps this blackgaurd wants to make a little love and get down tonight!
Oh what a white-knuckled, thrill-a-minute lifestyle you lead meeting these aged superstars. Though it be fun I warn you, do not accept that dinner invite from Karen Carpenter. Local lore has it that once every full moon, her emaciated ghost rises from the grave to take solid form. When she does, she asks a fan to a dinner most diabolical. After ordering a full seven course meal and making you look like a pig while she barely touches a forkful and droning on about her music career, she orders an extra plate of 7$ mozzerrella sticks. Shortly thereafter, she excuses herself to the bathroom. After 10 minutes and no return, a bone-chilling realization comes over you. She left you with the check. Oh God...SHE LEFT YOU WITH THE CHECK! NOOOOOOOOOOO!
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