Owen, Owen. You're 5!! This is a celebration for both of us! You sure know how to test my limits, and make my heart so full at the same time. When I started looking back at your pictures to put in your collage, i cried. There was your birth, you learning to walk, your first hair cut, all mixed in with pictures of ER visits for broken bones, cuts, and when you cut your finger off. I love that "ET" finger. You don't know how to speak with out yelling, or walk down the hall without knocking a few things off the walls. But I love you. I wouldn't trade you for the world. What's awesome, is I think you love me too… no matter what my faults are. You are the only one who asks me to sing to them at night. You love "you'll be in my heart" from Tarzan. You started swimming this summer.. its more like a natural "I don't want to drown" panic… but you can swim! You love scary movies! Of course scary meaning goosebumps, or Haunted Mansion. This year your birthday party is ZOMBIES! I can't wait! Im so glad Heavenly Father chose me to be your mother (though I'm going to need some help from him, if he wants me to keep my sanity)
I LOVE YOU.