Too Two

Owain has always been his own person, and I'm here to report that this is becoming more and more established with each passing day. Some of Owain's obsessions at two include airplanes (thanks, Denny), wrestling, puzzles, books, tractors, belly buttons, swimming in the river with Papa, the hot tub, Ellis, counting and singing the ABCs, Cheerios in a bowl, cuddling with Mama, picking tomatoes, treats and sweets, doing downward dog (see below) and animals of all kinds. He also has an uncanny knack for remembering people and names, and knows places by what he's had to eat there. Favorite phrases include: "Thunder is a neat sound," "Get down funky now," "Fleet Farm is evil," "Go to Red Cedar River!" and "Gandhi is awesome." It's hard to believe that exactly two years ago I wrote the following:

EVICTION NOTICE
Tenant: Thelonious Collins (heretofore referred to as "fetus")
Landlord: Charis D Collins
Current Address: Womb

Said landlord requests that said fetus clear the premesis no later (but preferably before) August 15, 2006, Year of Our Lord. Landlord expects fetus to make every effort to leave peacefully via proper channels, exiting southward through birth canal and not busting through landlord's womb like a mascot ripping through a team poster, as is currently being attempted. Landlord also requests fetus remove current furnishings along with self, including placenta and umbilical cord, amniotic fluid and any old couches fetus may have picked up in the alley during his/her stay.... Landlord understands the mighty pleasures her womb must offer, but invites fetus to participate in the larger party on the outside: 'It's more fun out here. I promise."

And lookie! As it turns out, I was right! Happy Birthday, Baby!