For starters, I gave the camera to dh and asked him to take some pics of me and Owen. Always behind the lens, I never get photos of myself, and I hate not having a record of the fact that I DO, actually, occasionally, have fun with them ;)

Then I got some of Owen running free, and this one is the look of pure mischief. With a capital M.

The man who contributes his handsome DNA....

Owen, having a blast trying to shut the door, thinking it's exactly what someone DOESN'T want him to do.

Zachary, showing off his kicking form.

Owen, showing off HIS kicking form.

And nothing I cook is good enough. No roasted chicken, no goulash, no meatloaf, no spaghetti...nothing. But dog food? Now that's good eats.

2 comments:
The picture of you holding Owen is great! Frame-worthy even!
Owen looks ORNERY in the pic with the chair rail. LOL. And I must agree; the top picture with you and him is a definite keeper! But then again, they're all keepers.....
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