Here are a couple pics of Owen, loving on Tessa (who seems rather dubious about the whole thing) and again being rather pissed off at me. I can't recall what caused his minor heartbreak, but he has forgiven me. I still get the best kisses and hugs and snuggles from this little guy. Every morning he wakes up early and comes to our bed where he wraps himself up with me, like he just can't get close enough (although screaming for "Dee! Juice!" which Daddy gets for him) and puts his arms around my neck, my head, my face...whatever he can accomplish. It's just too sweet.
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