Owen's Nightmare

The other night Owen came into our room crying his eyes out, just sobbing.  We could tell that he had a nightmare that woke him up.

Andrea asked him what was wrong, what the dream was about.

Owen, between sobs, said he didn't want to talk about it.  So we knew it had to be a horrible nightmare.

Andrea calmed him down and told him, "Tell mommy about it, it'll make you feel better."

Still trying to hold back sobs he said, "There was an Ice Cream Truck ... Alana got Ice Cream ... and I didn't."

If that's the worst nightmare he can have, he must be living a pretty good life!  :-)

Owen's next milestone...

I'll keep it short and sweet:
Owen just learned how to ride a 2 wheel bike today, YAY!