My mouthy monster (aka Owen) turned 6 on friday. I can't believe my baby is 6. I love him very dearly, but lately I don't like him very much. This is a very trying time at the moment. He talks back to everything, doesn't listen, and throws fits. It's like he's going through his terrible two's again. Enough complaining.
We had a birthday dinner at my mom's last sunday for Owen. He definitely got some cool toys!
His big Optimus Prime that we've been looking for, for the past two years!
He got a new bike, that we were blessed with by an old family friend!
Then we had an awesome party at Putt-N-Stuff on saturday.
my little monkey Cole trying to escape...did not succeed...we will be picking him back up tomorrow..
Owen and his buddy Dylan
Owen trying to escape also...he'll be picked up next week...
Owen, his buddy Dylan and Jack, completely beating the snot out of each other....no broken bones or blood so we're good
All in all, they had a great time. The kid made out like a bandit of course! Now on to first grade!