This picture is very Owen. He's clearly curious about what's on the table in front of him, yet not so curious that he's willing to set down the ball in his arms to explore it.
Welcome to Kaiserstrasse. Much like my life, it's basically all about Owen and Zoe.
I wish I had better pictures of Owen's teeth, but he's funny about them. We've started brushing them every night after getting tips on how to do that from Dad's sister-in-law Jeanie, a hip cynical dentist in New Jersey. He's not kind of into having his teeth brushed but there were some hard nights for a while. He's got somewhere around 10 teeth so far, and it seems like new ones are coming in every time I look.
This is from our summer trip to the midwest. Owen, at the Iowa State Fair, was introduced to the pork chop by some deadbeat. He kept gnawing on the bones.