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Taking a break from trying to roll over. He gets about 3/4 of the way, but can't quite make it over his arm and shoulder. Zoe's spotting him, just in case.
Dude loves his high chair.
The place to be on Sunday nights.
Even after a fistful of fur was removed, Zoe just hung out with Owen.
Having fun and then being bored to sleep by Oscar speeches.
A much needed bath.
Just so you don't get the impression that Owen never cries, I offer Exhibit A. It should be pointed out that this only lasted about 5 seconds and it was back to laughing again. But when he was sick, it was this face 24/7 for over a week.
If it fits in his mouth (or even if it doesn't), that's where it goes.
Grandma, Grandpa and Uncle Stevie came up to visit, and brought a high chair. Now Owen can hang with us while we eat. I think he's ready for solid food any day now. Zoe will be staking out a strategic position directly beneath the high chair for any errant morsels.
Yeah, I taught him how to stick his tongue out. I'm already on notice at day care. Good to see Owen back to his old happy self.
Owen is feeling a little better. Still not 100%, but we've made it 2 days without any projectile vomiting, and he isn't crying the entire time he's awake anymore (good times for everyone). He's had a rough week, but happy boy is making a comeback. He has his 4 month well-check visit tomorrow (4 months old today).
Already a football (real football) fan. Owen, on the edge of his seat watching the FA Cup. (Zoe, on the edge of her seat, chewing on a toy).
A brief respite from a lot of crying. Poor little guy.
Poor little guy has a major cold. We're taking the day off and just hanging out.
Ready for night-night.
I think the teeth are on their way soon...
He's been sitting up (supported) pretty well lately, so we let him check out the bouncy toy.
Getting better about wearing hats. Weeks of sub-zero weather will do that.