Owen decided to go deep undercover. He donned an ear-flap, hand-knit hat from Mary, one of Poppy's amazingly generous, super-rad, co-worker and former A+ students (of which there is only one).
He posed as a hippie in hopes the cops would pass him by.
He hoped that eating his toes would gross the police out enough, that they would mistake him for an uncute baby. No dice. Such delicious toes only brought more attention.
Alas, Owen was caught. Tragically, he never thought to leave the couch where he was first sitting when the police threatened him. He tried to hide from the flash of the media cameras but such a story causes a paparazzi circus.
Thankfully, Owen busted out of Uzbekistan and ran home as fast as his legs would propel him. Impressive seeing as an ocean was involved. Here, he pantomimes his daring escape for me.
On a totally separate note-- this fugitive turned 6 months old today! Our baby bear has been making our world a much more beautiful, silly, wonderful place for half a year!

2 comments:
Gosh, Molly he just gets cuter and cuter. That 1st photo is a complete MUSH-er. I can't believe it's already been 6 months - craziness!
my friend Diane made this onesie! I just sent the very same one to Kate Malone/Hesser for her new little one due any day now - that is too great!
This blog frequently makes my week - love you guys xox Kelly
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