So I'll start:Owen is eating cheese tamales. He asks, "What's in these cheese ones? There's like some gooey stuff?"Owen and Will are in the bathtub several years ago. Will was probably 1 year or so. A few of us are downstairs and we hear Will start to choke and sputter quite a bit. We then hear Owen ask, "Was that fun?"
One time I was sitting at the computer in the family room and I hear Owen behind me playing on the couches and saying, "Come on Grandma and Grandpa hurry up! We gotta go!" I then turn around and no one is over there but Owen. Also, one day I was sitting in my room when I heard some commotion in the kitchen so I walk down there and find a trail of blood leading in from the hallway. I then find mom cradling Owen over the kitchen sink and his head was just gushing blood. He had ran into the wall and had to get some stitches on his forehead. Poor Owie!!
Remember when we used to call Owen our little janitor because he loved to push the broom around all day long?We must not forget what used to be Owen's biggest nightmare-Scott playing his saxophone while mowing the lawn. When Owen was born he had a lot of beautiful white-blonde hair and he was a very big boy! It's so fun watching Owen play soccer. He's a natural.
I remember when Owen was playing with his bud Jack Jr. Then Jack's mom came to pick up Jack and so away he went. As their car was pulling out Owen ran to the front door and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Jack get back here and play games with me!!!"
I remember when Owen knew Kelli's cheer tryout routine perfectly. He did it for my friends and they thought it was hilarious. I wasn't there for this, but didn't Owen slam his you-know-what in the toliet lid when he was potty training? Yikes. BTW, I like this game, Carly. I just wouldn't expect any participation from Kelli, at least, because I'm sure she's off in Kirky-Land.
I remember when I caused what Cindy said in her comment (about the blood)
I remember when Owen mistook the stairs next to my original room in this house as the toilet at 1am or so. He forgot to flush.
I also remember Owen sending me a very interesting FHE letter while I was on my mission. It read something like... "Hey Scott. How's Brazil? I'm going to beat you down when you come home. I'm in 2nd grade. I'm going to beat you down so hard." It was accompanied with a drawing of what looked like me getting beat down.
My first real introduction to Owen was when he opened up the door to the room by the stairs where I was staying and proceeded to launch his stream into the room. I hardly knew his name, but I jumped off the bed and tried to catch him and race him to the bathroom, leaving a trail behind us. Luckily Lindsay (or was it Debbie) woke up and helped clean up Owie, because I didn't know where anyone was staying.
ha ha ha ha. I'm laughing so hard at Scott's comment. I think I was there when Owen wrote that letter. Do you still have it? I hope you saved it. That's hilarious.How about when Owen either ate something bad, or had a stomach ache and he's sitting in the corner of the kitchen and all of sudden we hear, "Oh man, I'm gonna smell tonight guys!"
Owen! What is up with you peeing and pooping in places other than the toilet???
I liked it when we were talking on the phone with the Crockett's and Debbie said "Owen just got out of the bath and wants to talk to you". Owen grabbed the phone and said "hi". Carly said "how was the bath?" and Owen said, " how did you know I was in the bath, can you smell me?"
Ha ha ha--these are hilarious! Good ole Owie!
Never fear, I took a break from Kirky-land to join you. Actually, it's not my fault, there's no internet at my apartment as of yet. Anyways, I remember when I went to Owen's basketball game over a year ago, and Owen stopped running every five second to re-velcro the straps on his shoes, and hike up his shorts (which were too big). I also remember when I was helping Owen with his math homework one time, and he lied and convinced me he was allowed to use a calculator on his fraction homework. Then I read the directions. Owen also used to like to have dance parties in my room. Good times.
I remember that fateful day when I became a contributor the famous Crockett blog...when I checked out the other contributors I wondered why Owen's name was "Owen Fathead"...
I think we could go on and on about Owen all day. He's quite the hilarious kid. Unintentionally. Oh and this is my all time favorite. We were throwing around some name ideas for Maya while I was pregnant with her. Owen was looking quite pensive and then says, "How 'bout Credence?"
Some of these really had me laughing pretty hard. Yes, Carly, I still have the infamous death-threat letter Owen sent me. It's stored away at home somewhere.
Haha Owen really sent that letter Scott? What provoked that? That cracks me up.
I think we have all forgotten about one of the best memories of Owen. Remember when he chucked a rock at Nate's head?? And the best part about that is that it was caught on tape. hahaha
At Disneyland: "not again....not again!"
Magic Mountain, Nate. Great we have that on video. It's an Owen classic.
Has Owen read these?
Wait we forgot, "JB's??? I hate JB's!"
I'll I have to say that Owen is a bigJERK!
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