I don't know who was more excited, Owen or myself, to be going to his first friend birthday party. It seemed like a 'coming of age' sort of experience that I was more than happy to share with my growing boy. The day was filled with more 'firsts' than just the birthday party...first sucker and first time eating cake for breakfast. That's my kind of party!!!
Owen is such a good big brother. It's a job he embraced the moment he laid eyes on Henry. He reads to him...
wipes his already clean mouth with a burp cloth...
and pats his legs to make him giggle.
Playing outsied is a big deal - especially for big brother. Thankfully Grandma made it possible for Henry to 'play' outside during the cold months too. He was completely tuckered out by the time he was put into his snowsuit.
Owen, however, was ready and waiting before I could say, 'boo.'
If only Owen knew exactly what he was celebrating. This was his response to the cheering he overheard during President Obama's inaguaration. What joy! Little did he know he was cheering as history was being made.
