A Random Owen Note

When Owen gets overtired he sometimes just well...falls apart...and last night was one of those nights.  He was heading up to bed when he twisted himself up in an argument with Leo over what plushes he could take with him.  Leo was actually very patient because normally ALL the plushes (except Mario) sleep with him.  I think the crux of the argument was over a lobster named Sir Magnet.  Anyway...soon it had nothing to do with the plushes and just really was about a tired and dramatic 8 year old.  Ernie dealt with it and then I dealt with it and then I got too irritated and just got into bed and started reading.  Ernie finally shepherded him into our room (we did the paint touchups late in the day and didn't have his room put back together so he was sleeping with us) and I was so irritated I didn't even turn around and look at him.  A little while later I could hear his little snores and I looked over my shoulder and there he was surrounded by all his plushes, holding his book....and wearing a Santa Claus hat.

Oh....for a camera at the right moment. 

He makes it awfully hard to stay mad at him.  Sigh.