Holly is uncomfortable, waddling, sighing, groaning, but still a mom-to-be. So I cannot give you any puppy goodness. This picture of Owen will have to do for now. (Coming soon, though ... his Christmas Day outfit. Which will make your head explode with cuteness, as it did mine. So, keep some wipes handy.)
Owen, of course, did not understand a single thing that was going on yesterday. And he was one tired little boy, after being whisked pillar to post over the past two days - tired enough to sleep from 11:00 last night to 8 this morning.
He's at that age where he has started smiling a LOT and gurgling and pumping his legs and arms excitedly when he sees something that is more fascinating than anything else in the history of the entire world ... like, say, a ceiling fan. Which, when you consider his world is about 11 weeks old, I guess maybe IS the most exciting thing in history.
We took him to church Christmas Eve and I loved watching all the church ladies (and some of the men) coo and tickle him and talk about what a lovely happy baby he is.
Yeah. He's my grandson.
Can't be too proud.
Posted by: William | December 26, 2007 at 01:43 PM
Owen? Oh right... you mean Nemo. ;) Poor Holly, I hope the puppies arrive soon. And I hope your camera battery is charged.
Posted by: shari | December 26, 2007 at 02:02 PM
Aww, what a cutie. I think he might be starting to look a little like his Papa Nilbo. :)
Posted by: Ern | December 26, 2007 at 02:24 PM
That baby may be the cutest (with the exception of my own two, of course) that I've ever seen.
And I've just been catching up reading here. How sweet of you to take Holly AND her babies. There's a place in heaven for such as you.
Posted by: Candy | December 26, 2007 at 03:15 PM
WOW! He is SO CHUNKY AND CUTE! the best kind. Of my four, I had one of those scrawny babies. Not much baby fat, no rolls. Just doesn't seem right. The rolls and jowls are what are SO CUTE. Not that my baby wasn't cute, but you know what I mean.
Can't wait for a shot of him in his Christmas outfit. Next year will be an entirely different story with that one. He will be all over the place, knocking down trees, etc etc.
Hope you had a good day yesterday and that poor little Holly pops soon. She needs to be glad her misery is only two months, not ten like us humans.
Posted by: Lowa | December 26, 2007 at 04:32 PM
Merry Christmas to you and all the family! Owen's looking even more gorgeous - I can't wait until next Christmas when we're in a similar position here. So sorry I missed your call - give me a shout again when you're free: would be great to catch up. Oh and for 2008 I'm getting an internet phone so I can call you for free! Love to you all.
Posted by: platypus | December 26, 2007 at 05:40 PM
You know, it would be nice if you were at least a bit proud of that little guy. Some grandpa you turned out to be.
;-p
Posted by: Squirl | December 27, 2007 at 09:44 AM
Although no one really wants to take the time to find a doctor, it's a mandatory process.
Posted by: obgyn gilbert | May 31, 2011 at 07:41 AM