Monday, March 16, 2009
owen's "gotcha day"
Owen. My crazy, little Owie,
You've been home now for one full year. And since your first "Gotcha Day" on March 17, 2008, you have changed our lives with your fearless spirit and mischievous smile.
When you were only a few hours old, you defied medical odds and showed the doctors that you were ready for this world. "How could it be that this baby is doing so well?"
No one understood, but boy, were we grateful.
Strength was something you possessed from the very beginning, even when you were a mere two and a half pounds. The meaning of your name - young warrior - fits you perfectly. In fact, if we could bottle your determination and sell it, we could probably afford to pay all of your sister's medical bills.
What is wonderful about you is that your strength comes from your good attitude. Lover of meal time and long afternoon naps, of eskimo kisses and daddy zerberts, of crawling on the grass and climbing on dining room chairs; lover of grandparents and big dogs, of crib jumping and obstacle courses, of playing in the dishwasher and chewing on windowsills - you are unique and oh so loveable. Wherever you go, whatever you do, you will continue to engage everyone with your friendly personality. It's as if you smile and say, "Come with me! We're sure to have fun along the way."
The video camera shakes with giggles when I am filming you; the way you laugh - with zero reservation or control - makes my heart happy; the way you want to do everything you're told NOT to do makes me worry about the one cabinet door in the kitchen that still isn't latched.
And all of that is why we adore you; why we are proud of you; and why we couldn't imagine our home without you. (Though it probably would be a little less messy.)
Congratulations, Owen, on your one-year-at-home anniversary. We're glad we gotcha.
- Mom and Dad
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