Beach Boy

This is the cute bungalow we called home during our recent stay in Laguna Beach. Owen has already visited southern California three times in his short life and enjoys the beach lifestyle, to be sure. While the surf was a bit overwhelming for young Owen, he had fun playing in the sand and spending time with his California crew. Here's our little beach bum scoping out the scene in his gnarly new chair;

Marveling at the mighty Pacific Ocean;

Allowing his picture to be taken with Mom;

And looking guilty, or maybe purely satisfied, post cookie. Let the record show that Owen ate his first chocolate chip cookie at Bubbe's dining room table on Thursday, May 23, 2013. Aunt Amy knows that the way to Steve's heart (and apparently Owen's) is via cookie.  It looks like we may have another cookie monster on our hands.

Like Father, Like Son

 Steve and his mini-me in coordinated matching outfits

Stan and his mini-me enjoy a lazy Sunday nap

Sketched out

Personally I think that Owen's hair is more golden than red but I'll let it slide. You know, that whole artistic interpretation thing. 

California Dreamin'

Owen modeling his new hat for our upcoming trip. Goodbye Ocean State. Hello Laguna Beach!

C'est la vie!

Today we said goodbye to some very good friends, Owen's bottles (or "ba" in Owen-speak). They were carefully packed and promptly shipped to the basement for safe keeping. Owen's ba has been replaced with his new big boy milk cup. I'm hoping its fancy straw and sleek design will help to soften the blow of the swift and sudden departure of ba, a comfort that Owen asks for throughout the day.

 

I expected the worst, anticipating a meltdown of epic proportions at breakfast this morning. Let's just say the meltdown wasn't that bad. Owen actually drank some milk and didn't scream "BABABABA" at the top of his lungs. It's a start. Bye, bye, ba. We'll miss you!