Wow. One year. It's been a whirlwind.
Owen, you are such a perfect addition to our family. It's hard to remember what it was like without you here. The day you were born I was so anxious. Anxious because I was so eager to meet you. So excited to see how you would change us. How you would fit in. What role you would take on. What you would look like, how you would feel, smell, be..... I was just ecstatic that God was blessing us with a new son. Owen Jeffrey. You were more then I could have imagined.
I know I have said this before but when you were born you were screaming at the very tip top of your lungs, madder then a hornet at the world. How dare we interrupt you in your little safe haven. The doctor announced "He's a fighter". And boy, has that rung true in this first year. Owen, for a one year old you sure are feisty. Even without words you tell us like it is. You're very vocal about what you want. And I love that about you. It makes it easy on Daddy and me. You don't take any grief from your older brother either which is so fun to watch. Fynn tries to take a toy from you.... HA!.... watch out because you will holler, lunge at him and grab for it back. When you're hungry and ready for bed it's like clock work.... 8:15 and you're at our feet jabbering and antsy to get the routine going. Demanding? Yes, but we prefer opinionated and verbal.
Owen, for awhile there your Daddy and I thought you might not ever smile. We tried our darnedest too. You would just sit back and observe your surroundings taking it all in, ignoring all of our efforts to make you crack that grin. It was frustrating. But Fynn would come into view and you would instantly light up. There is a special bond there. I can see it already. You two play together, laugh and wrestle together..... you even have long conversations that only you and Fynn understand. It's so amazing to watch you both together. Something so amazing, genuine and unique that you share. Makes my heart ache with pride and love for the two of you.
This first year obviously was full of firsts for you. You got your first teeth. Four to be exact. So cute too. These cute little buck teeth. Can't help but smile when you see that big gaped grin. You rolled over really early which lead to crawling and then walking before your first birthday. And what is so amazing to Daddy and I is that you are really good at falling. Which sounds strange but you have good balance so when you actually do fall you catch yourself. Unlike lots of other toddlers who just fall flat on their face (Ahem, your brother). The walking milestone came a few weeks ago. It was sudden too. It went from you taking very strategic, careful steps to full on walking across the room and back. And you were so proud of yourself. Smiling from ear to ear.
Lets talk about food for a minute. Owen you can throw it down! And when I say throw it down I mean, there is absolutely nothing that I could put in front of you that you will not eat. Nothing. You eat everything. And I am not complaining. I love that I can just whip something up, grab whatever is in the fridge, give you random meals and you just chow it down like it is the best thing you have ever had. It's great. You love food. I couldn't even list your favorites because you eat it all. Can't blame you. I love food too.
Owen, you are just the sweetest little chunk around. You have this great temperament (even with your feisty-ness) that is so addictive, a laugh that is contagious, (a deep and hearty chuckle). A face that will melt any heart and of course just that loving, spunky spirit about you. YOu have brought so much joy into this home. As parents sometimes it's hard to imagine how much your heart can really grow.... but there is no doubt. My and your Daddy's heart grew twice the size when you were born.
We love you Oboe. Obs, Stinker, Oboe-c-toe!
Happy First Birthday.