I can't believe our "Owie" is 5. He reminds us all the time his name is Owen and then spells it for us in case we forgot how to pronounce it. He is the perfect firstborn and the most pure and gentle boy I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. He taught us right from birth how to be parents and how to fight for what is right. He's given us so much confidence in our parenting skills and we are all the better for knowing him. He's turned in to such a logical genius. We have to remind him to call us Mom and Dad because now that he knows we have real names, his logical brain obviously thinks we should go by Nate and Cally. He loves soccer like Daddy and happens to be phenomenal at it. Nothing can get in his way between he and the goal. He is always wanting to read and loves us to spell every word. He is the most polite little dude with all his pleases and excuse me. The great news is we haven't taught him any of this. He learned it at school and has made it a part of his life, mostly it was in his nature from the get go. He loves good manners. I can't believe just 2 and a half years ago we had a non verbal, head banging, rocking, tantrum throwing little boy. He's a true testament to ABA therapy and early intervention. All little quirks aside, at the end of the day he's just our Owen. The best big brother, an amazing friend and a little dude that melts hearts everywhere he goes. Nate and I constantly scratch our heads at how we were lucky enough to be chosen to watch over this perfect boy here on earth. I'm thinking he and Evey were a package deal and what an amazing one at that!
We love you Owen! Thank you for blessing our lives every day and for being the first born of the supreme team. You have an amazing life ahead of you and we can't wait to see how it unfolds.
Love, Mom and Dad aka Nate and Cally