For those who may be new, let me explain. The photo in the upper left is one that O, Wrigs and I sit for around Labor Day each year. Lookin' for proof? Here you go.
It's tradition. Don't mess with it.
The changes in O from last year to this are too many to mention and too many to remember. He wakes up talking. He's grown curls and has developed a total passion for football, fire trucks, guitars, fruit snacks, baseball, the organ, red (rasp) berries, big diggers, Bob the Builder, roni, trains, buses, puzzles, broccoli, hot dogs and YouTube. And really, that's just this September.
He's a good boy. A devilish little turkey bird. He's just like his mother, in other words, and this new photo says it all.
P.S. Wrigley has asked that I explain her hideous appearance in this year's edition. See, our traditional photo, unfortunately for Wrigs, coincides with the end of the late summer allergy season for this Bernese Mountain Dog. For most of August and September, Wrigley rubs her eye balls bald because of the itching. We will be looking into doggie Claritin for next year.
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2 comments:
Love the picture! I can't believe Owen is so grown up! Sorry to hear about the dog's allergies, too. When we got our dog, some people made us aware that dogs too, have allergies. Who woulda thunk it?
Oh my. He can't possibly be that big already... just not possible! Tell Wrigs that we can't tell and pass her a treat from me. :)
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