There is sooo much to catch up on, but for now, the toddler is cashed out on an early nap and the baby is happy wiggling on the floor, so I had to post this mornings' funny. Owen and I are out running errands (Josh is home with a sitter, so Owen can have some Mom-time). As we head to the post office, I ask Owen:
"Will you be my good helper at the Post Office?"
Response: "No mom. I will be Owen Paul Maxwell."
Pictures and stories of Christmas and Owen's first outing on skis to come soon... I promise.