January 24, 2008. Sandy River Rocks.

We had a great visit with GP. One of the days we decided to head out to the Sandy River and throw some rocks. It was cold. It was so cold that Owen agreed to wear his gloves.
He loves throwing rocks and watching the splash.
This is one of those spots that has everything for him. There are big rigs on the highway out. That's a train bridge there in the background and we always seem to catch one, sand, sticks, rocks, birds, fellas fishin'.... we always seem to have a good time. And it's only about twenty minutes away.
Did I mention it was cold?

January 13, 2008.

These are from one of our trips down to the waterfront on a weekend morning. Owen loves climbing on the rocks and playing hide and seek (like in the first image there). Early in the morning we had some nice fog. We were out to breakfast and saw how foggy it was so we ran home, grabbed a camera and headed out.
Taking pictures is not his favorite thing to do - he likes looking at them on the camera but I either have to trick him into participating in the creation and/or work very fast. I don't bring the camera out all that often- it tends to be on the weekend- but he really wants my undivided attention and doesn't appreciate the imposition.










These were all shot Canon with a 50mm.

Mr. Owen.

The Tube.

Happy Birthday, Mommy!

How lucky are we, eh Owen? We couldn't have asked for a more loving, smart, beautiful, compassionate person to share our tiny house with.
Owen and I wish you the happiest of birthdays, Steph. We love you very much.
Love,
Rob and Owen

Ketchup.

Lucky 13.

Four years ago today Steph and I officially formed the partnership that is McNary-Sprague. I couldn't have hoped for a more supportive, smart, beautiful, caring woman to spend my days with.
I love you Steph and am looking forward to watching our relationship continue to evolve- to watching our kids grow up- and most especially I look forward to retiring with you (can we do that tomorrow?).
Love,
Rob

Owen in July.

Owen is a very active little boy, both in mind and body. He is learning new words everyday- we can tell him a new word and after two or three repetitions he's got it. He tells us that airplanes are in the sky ("airplane..sky"), that we're going to have pizza ("owen..pizza....daddy..pizza....red..pizza"), that excavators and cranes lift dirt, and so many more. It's amazing to watch him make these connections. When Red, Owen and I go on walks Owen will squat on the grass, give me a little smile, and say "poopoo". He's imitating Red.
Last week we started to write down the words that he can say and he's at 90+, we'll try to post a list here soon.
I could go on and on, I'll save some for the next post.
And click here for more photographs.
Rob