Owen has just started giving us some alert, not-caused-by-gas-or-silly-dreams, seemingly intentional smiles. iPhone in hand, I managed to catch one on video. This was my sunshine on a very wet, dreary day.
(For optimal viewing, mute the volume. If you're over age 32-days, my excessive baby talk is almost certain not to elicit the intended response.)
PS - I'm definitely a baby psychic: Owen did, indeed, have poop on his mind. Subsequent diaper change proved it. In a pretty explosive way. Forget school. I'm totally starting a 1-900 hotline.
SO CUTE and awesome to hear your voice . . . even if it is meant for 32-day olds.
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