Rebel

Owen got "kicked out" of baby Sunday School today. We were in church and 703 (his # for the morning) flashed up on the screen in the corner, meaning we were needed. His first rub with authority. Some thought he might be hungry, others tired, or that he needed a passy. He was just being (unpredictable) Owen, and he needed a little mommy. Luckily, there is no three strikes and you're out policy or anything...so he'll be back. :)