Owen is one lucky little man, and so am I.  I had the privilege of meeting Owen when he was just 16 days old.

He has two of the loveliest, funnest, and most clever parents around.  He lives in a home that his mom and dad lovingly renovated themselves while they were eagerly anticipating his arrival.  His best friend and furry protector and nap-watchman, George, is never far away.  I’m excited to watch you grow Owen, and to see your smile on the ulti-field sideline this summer.