Last Saturday night we went out to pizza with some of the family.
When we left our house Owen's hat was on his head just fine,
the way you'd expect it to fit on his head.
We don't know when he fell asleep.
He was talking most the way and got quiet right before we pulled in to the parking lot.
I just wonder how long he was chattering with the hat over his eyes like this?
Owen is in my lap right now and has been trying to type the whole time I've been working on this post. Here's what he came up with when I let him get close to the keyboard:
klllllllllllllllllllllmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,..............jjjjjjjjjj jpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpj
pjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjpjmgggggggggggggggggggmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuu
I LOVE BEING A DAD!
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