Last but not least... When Heather came yesterday to babysit (view the atrocities she put the kids through in the next post) Owen wanted to play on the porch. After a few minutes we couldn't see him anymore so I went onto the porch and he wasn't there. I opened the door, furious, and called his name thinking he had gone outside without permission. Then he popped up from the toy chest. Oddly enough, Dan used to climb into the same chest when he was Owen's age.
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