Happy Birthday, Owen!

Before you were born, your Mommy and Daddy wouldn't tell us your name.
We tried to find out, but it was a well kept secret.
Even Maya wouldn't tell us.
But she was only two.
When you were being born, Maya stayed with us.
We were VERY excited!
And when we were eating dinner
And talking about what your name might be
Maya said,
very quietly,
with a little smile on her face,
"It's Owen…"
Your silly daddy calls you "Owie Dowie".
Now you're six, and in first grade.
You have eaten:
6,000 pounds of pasta
a little butter
6 pounds of parmesan cheese
60 pounds of tofu
and 600 cupcakes.
(I bet you'll NEVER eat another one of those again!)
You are an awesome athlete.
You can kick a soccer ball farther than I can!
I'm sure you can make more baskets than I can!
Have a wonderful birthday!
WE love you, Owen...