That's what we hear all day long. Dada. Dada. Dada! I can't really blame the kid. He has a pretty great dada. A dada who spins him around till he giggles. A dada who takes him to the park regularly. A dada with seemingly never ending patience. A dada who even makes him homemade baby food. (This is kind of a sore spot for dada though since after hours of slaving over said homemade baby food, it was rejected. No explanation provided. I'm sure if Owen could, he would have said, "Hey dada, it's the thought that counts.")
So Owen is smitten with his dada and his poor mama is tied in second with the cat to be the object of his affection.
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Someone is having SO MUCH FUN!! Obviously enjoying the propelling around. Those smiles tell it all. "Dada" is one happy guy, and it appears Owen is really enjoying himself too!
Love, Greatgrandma M
I love all three pictures (!) but I must say, there is something really special about the second one. Owen looking so directly into Eddy's eyes . . . I bet he's thinking something like "Dada, you're my hero!"
He's one lucky little guy to have mama and dada so close to him all the time. Life just don't get any better than that! Love you guys.
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