Saturday, February 6, 2016

The Boy Has A Future In The Acting Profession

It has come to my attention that I have not been posting pictures of Owen so I did a photo shoot with him today.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and as much as his mama did. We laughed and laughed.

Thinking about something good.

A little worried. 

Thinking about something he knows he shouldn't do.

Just found out that all of his Power Rangers got burned up. 

Pretend you're a model. 

And then, as a lagniappe, all the boys together.

Poor Maggie. By the time I got around to taking her picture, my phone had no storage left and so I have to go through my photos and delete, delete before I can take more. I will tell you that I got to hold her for a long time today and she looked around, her new little eyes taking it all in. Oh! How I love to kiss her! She is changing so quickly. After four children of my own and now four grandchildren, the way this happens still astounds me. 

It's been a very full day but I took a nap, which was crazy because the men were working on the roof right above me. Somehow, I managed. Everyone has gone home now and it's just Mr. Moon and me and tomorrow Vergil will be back and some dear friends from the olden, olden days will be coming by for a visit. I already warned them that my house is a disaster area. And it is. 
What can you do? 
You can pick fresh camellias to put in vases and welcome them in and know that it's not my house they're coming to visit. A whole lot of life goes on in this old house and it's hard to keep with it all at times. We've lost the Roku remote and when I was searching under the couch, I found a perfectly preserved chocolate-chip-oatmeal cookie. I have no idea how long it's been there. Greta wanted to eat it, but I didn't let her. Reminded me of the time I made Mr. Moon a German Chocolate cake for his birthday and he put it way up in a sky-cabinet because we were leaving for a day and he didn't want the kids to eat it and I found it about a year later and it still looked pretty darn good but we didn't try it. 

When I was taking the pictures of Owen I told him that I needed some shots for my blog. 
"I might be blog famous someday!" he said. 
"You already are," I told him. 

It's all relative. 

Be well. 

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. He most certainly is blog famous. All the way up to Canada!

  2. I can beat that, all the way across the sea in Ireland :) <3 to Owen. I must send him and Gibson a card, they'd like that, wouldn't they?

  3. My Owen! You kept your promise and so didn't disappoint! He is just as adorable as ever. He is blog famous all over the world and loved! Thank you, Ms Moon.

  4. It's kind of crazy how big Owen and Gibson have gotten. They look positively giant next to little August!

  5. A fine looking young man, remind me to introduce him to my granddaughter Fiona in about 15 years.

  6. He is a ham for the camera, isn't he? A blog famous ham, at that!

  7. Cyberspace ate my comment last night, now I don't remember what I wrote. He sure is cute as well as your other grandchildren. Gail

  8. Owen is a lot more famous than many of us will ever be!

    That story about the cake is hilarious. I've lost a lot of things but never a whole cake. :)

  9. Yes he most certainly is already famous. And you are too!

  10. Incredible how much Owen has grown. Hard to believe.


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