I just couldn't resist these two pictures. No Owen isn't in them, but boy Christmas clothes just aren't as cute. So, whatever.
What lunatic designed this dress? And convinced my grandmother to buy it? We did somehow manage to keep the white part white. Sadly, this meant me acting like a deranged, hovering mom. Oh well, as my grandma always says, "it hurts to be beautiful". Yeah, she has a lot of great sayings like that.