At seven weeks

My colleague, Judith, came over and took some pictures with her i-phone.




I'm sure someday I'll marvel that Owen could fit in the kitchen sink....

Owen is starting to look more--I dunno--Owenish...distinctive, I guess. It's easiest to see what I mean when he's sitting up, like here (with the help of lots of pillows).


Yes, that sweater is too big for him.

He's also holding his head up quite well, starting to grab on to me when I hold him (very cute) and to nestle his head into my neck. Needless to say, I like that.

More pictures: another smile, and what Grams calls his "pleasant look."