Greetings Little One

Another fan of Charlie’s feet

Owen seems to like your feet just as much as Mommy.

Clara and Kaleigh

For the record, little one, your relationship with Kaleigh has improved considerably since you were first born.

Part of this is the result of your understanding of what you can and can’t do around Kaleigh.

Part of it is the training that we have received from the behaviorist.

Part of it is Kaleigh’s increasing trust in you as you grow older.

You love Kaleigh, and I suspect that Kaleigh is beginning to love you, at least as much as a dog can love a person who does not feed it or walk it.

This makes me very happy, little one.

Your furry friend

Bailey is the sweetest, gentlest dog in the world, little one. 

He’s Jane’s doggie, and from time to time (but not often enough), we have the pleasure of babysitting him.

After spending less than a day with us, you were already calling him “My lovely doggie.”

Meeting the needs of everyone

Before leaving for school today, you made sure that your new kitty cat was well taken care of.

Smothered with love

I’m sure that Owen is happy that you’re abusing a different cat for once. 

Boy do you love kitties, little one.   

   

Tattle tale

You have recently begun expressing the desire to tell Mommy or me (or even Owen) about everything going on in your life, little one. 

Whenever one of us is not present, you insist on telling the absent parent about whatever is happening, and surprisingly, you can remember this need for hours.

Mommy recently recorded one of these moments for posterity: 

Owen in the car!

We told you that Owen spent the night sleeping over with friends, little one.

In truth, he spent the evening with the vet having tests done. 

But when Mommy picked you up at daycare yesterday, Owen was in the car, and you couldn’t have been happier. 

Kitty Cat Owen Named Oh-Oh

You have a funny way of referring to our cat, little one.

His name is Owen, which you understand well.  But you often call him “Kitty Cat Owen Named Oh-Oh.”

And sometimes just Owen.

And other times just Oh Oh.

Of course, I’ve taken to calling you Sack of Potatoes, so perhaps there is a reason behind your multiple names.

Four-legged love

We may not always like our pets, but we love them, and you are probably their greatest supporter, little one. 

Owen especially, but now that you are getting older, Kaleigh is starting to make up ground.

   

For identification purposes

You told your preschool teacher, Tonya,that Daddy’s name is Matt and Mommy’s name is Elysha.

You also frequently refer to our cat as “the kitty cat named Oh-oh.”

Pretty smart, little one.