Sunday, June 13, 2010

11 Months

Dear little Owen,
You are 11 months! Wow.  How can I say this except you are a handful.  You get into lots of trouble, and that might be why you were built so cute.  We get lots of comments on your beautiful blue eyes and your daddy and I are often saying that you are the cutest thing in the world.  To us it's true.  Daddy likes it when he picks you up that you will pat your little hand over and over on his arm.  I asked your dad what you are up to and he says, "He's squirmy, he's grabby.  That pretty much sums it up."

You love to push the button to turn the computer on and off and somehow you can sense when someone has forgotten to close the bathroom door and you will bolt to it.  I have been stressed over you this last month because you went through a good three or four weeks of not eating or drinking very well.  You were sick for a while then after you seemed better your appetite didn't improve and so I took you to the doctor who said your throat was sore.  Finally you are eating and drinking again.  It's been a long month.  Also, your blood was drawn again and instead of your triglycerides being crazy high, they were only slightly high.  The doctor says this is likely because you were not able to fast for long enough to make them totally normal.  He is not worried anymore, but we will do another blood test when you are old enough to go without food for a longer period of time. 

You are standing up holding on to things and will probably stand all on your own soon.  You are a speedy little crawler (especially if the computer hutch is open or the bathroom door is open.) 

Today at 11 months we went to Grandma and Grandpa Smith's ward to hear your Aunt Courtney speak before she leaves for her mission on Wednesday.  She is going to the Baltic States mission, Estonian speaking.  She will be in the cold--Estonia borders western Russia.  We are so proud of Courtney and hope you will have a testimony and a desire to serve the Lord someday like she does.  Also during sacrament meeting four teenage boys sang a musical number.  After they were finished I said to your dad, "We need to teach our boys to sing."  I hope you will be able to feel the influence of righteous music in your life. 
You guys are so fortunate to have such great family.  Look how sweet Courtney is. 
Love you little guy,
Mom


1 comment:

Kathryn said...

um marily, when did Adam grow up? Look at that last picture of him. It's like a different kid.