Three years, gone. How does that happen? Today is my little guy's birthday. His birthdays are always bittersweet for me, since he's my last child. I'll never have a 2-year-old again. All of the "firsts" he has are "lasts" for me (although I will rejoice at the end of diapers). Happy birthday to my sweet, funny, huggy, playful, laughing, mischevious Owen Thomas. I love you so much!
A chubby-cheeked newborn:

Crazy two-year-old:
Three (at his birthday party this past weekend):
Love, love, love this boy! He makes me smile every day!


4 comments:
Love and miss you bunches Owen! Hope you had a fun party.....
Love you Owen! Happy Birthday, big boy.
Happy Birthday! Looks like you had a fun party!
Wow! Time flies by! It seems like just yesterday I ran into you and Kevin at the doctors office in Abilene when you had just found out you were pregnant with him. He is so cute!
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