Owen and I are feeling a bit under the weather today. So we went to the Morton Arboretum and took it easy. We had a good time. Owen is growing so fast and getting so big, it's just unbelievable. I know I have to etch these moments in my brain because every time I turn around he has changed again. 
I showed Owen how to roll down a hill. We also played under a couple willow trees for a while. I tried to show him how to swing from the branches but it really hurt my hands! My sisters and I used to swing from our neighbor's tree, but I must've been a lot lighter back then or something. Being out there reminded me of my childhood. I think if you don't let your mind wander very often you forget those memories that are like a breeze in your mind, or like a particular scent or feeling. We used to play outside for hours and hours. Time passing was like Where the Wild Things Are; days and weeks would go by in our make-believe lands. There was a little stream or creek running behind our house and we built magical castles surrounded by moats to protect our treasures. I give it to our mom for letting us be free and not worrying about us. I'd like to give the same wide berth to Owen and think I do okay most of the time. One's imagination is a terrible thing to waste.
Enough remembering. Joe got Owen a basketball hoop this weekend. It is Owen's first obsession I think, and he has played ball for hours on end. I think he's pretty good, although I might just be biased. He yells, Bingo! when he makes it and, Almost! when he misses. I think his daddy taught him that. Here he is. Enjoy your Tuesday! And happy spring break for the spring breakers out there.
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