We named him after Owen Wilson, as we've always joked that that's who he faintly resembles (minus the prominent, crooked nose). Owen isn't around all the time, just on the messiest, craziest days. The type of days where my children all seem to run around like little unisex, naked, mowglis.On this particular day, Owen was wearing an old pair of Ezra's jammies because I'd managed to somehow leave a good chunk of our clothes at my mom's house. He'd also just gotten yanked out of the sink bath he'd decided to give himself (he claimed he was making puddles [insert eye roll here]), soaking his previous outfit, one of very few of his we managed to take home with us.
Despite the obvious resemblance between Owen and Georgia, there is one pronounced difference...Owen is measurably crazier. Owen is like Georgia to the 3rd degree. Owen is like Georgia in her most manic, exuberant, tom-boyish state. When Georgia busts out a spoon/sword (because everyone knows that princesses need to defend the castle too), strips off most of her clothes, yanks out her hairbows, and runs, shrieking around the house Braveheart style (minus the blue paint), that's when Owen comes out to play.
It's a good thing we love him as much as we do...or else, frankly, we might kill him.
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That's really funny I didn't know you had twins. He sounds like fun.
Is it possible to find someone like Georgia...to the 3rd degree? How do you contain the awesomeness? Call me crazy...but I suspect that "Owen's" name comes from "his" father's middle name. But that is just a hunch.
Hee, hee...I've been waiting for this post. Hil-a-rious, I say, hilarious. Mmmm, twice as much Georgia?? Invite me to that party...'cause I'm sure it is one. ;)
Seriously laughing out loud. And did Ezra survive Owen chasing him with a hammer...
TOO funny!! I love it! You guys are the funniest people ever: I hope I can keep a great since of humor like that when I have kids!
your blog is so cute!
by the way- how the crap do you know chrissy? did you know she is my home teacher?!
You always make me laugh! Well, tell Owen that Auntie Lib loves her...erm...I mean him tons! I love the fact that she is yours, not mine :) and I get to laugh at the antics instead of sighing. So funny!!!
It's a small church after all.
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