Just one of the kids

Owen, Paxton, and I sat down for a little lunch on Sunday. In a sign of solidarity for Miss Paxton and our ongoing effort to keep her clean during meals, Owen and I donned bibs. Yep, nothing like getting stuck with the "Cluck" bib.

For what it's worth, this meal also marked Paxton's first grilled-cheese sandwich. She was a big fan of the new culinary treat. Meanwhile, Owen was proud to show off his pearly whites. He had his first visit to the dentist this weekend and did a great job. No cavities. Finally, nothing like adding a little facial hair to the mix this winter. With a little down time from work during my job search, I've taken the opportunity to avoid shaving for a few days. Smarty pants Owen told me, "dad, when I get older, I want a polka dot beard like yours." Yes, there is quite a bit of gray in the mix.