Panama Owen

When we were at my grandparents' house yesterday, Owen borrowed my aunt's Panama Jack hat (that he wore backwards) and excitedly played with an ancient gun that doesn't work anymore.

Getting ready for the next group of birds to fly by.

Contemplating the awful thought of having to leave the gun behind, or maybe he's contemplating how silly he looks in that hat.

This is just no fair.

"But Mommy I neeeed that gun." If you look close you can see the tears welled up in his sad little eyes.