Dear Sweet Owen:
My how the time has flown by and I am constantly in awe of your courage in new situations. The week before your fifth birthday you begged to attend Camp Manitoulin with your brothers and it was tough to deny you a week of fun. You were eager to catch the bus early in the morning and seemed to show very little fear when it came to the bus and venturing to a new place all day without parents in site. Now of course I have the luxury of knowing that your brothers take excellent care of you, but it is tough to see you so stoic and so eager to leave my side. The moment you jump onto the bus, backpack all zipped up tight, is bitter sweet. As Mothers we hope to raise children who will slowly sprout wings and become capable of entering new situations with excitement. So far so good as far as you are concerned. I certainly miss all three of you today, but I sit and smile as I think of your days filled with new experiences and new friends. You Owen, are so precious to watch. You are wise beyond your years. You are filled with curious energy and wild humor.I can't wait to hear all about today's adventures from your almost five perspective. These are the days which you will look back on so fondly. Me too!