James loves his Owen. And Owen loves his James. I think it has always been this way. Owen prayed for a brother for nearly eight years before James came along. When James was born and we learned just how special a little brother he was, Owen responded by saying he would make his house big enough for James to always live with him. This morning, James was feeling pretty punchy and Owen must have been too. They had a great time wrestling on Momma's and Daddy's bed. Often Owen will get right down on James' level and play the way James wants to play and James loves him for it! Other times, he will work with James to do fun things that challenge James and teach him something new, or practice something not-so-new.
I love to watch them play and work together. I'm so glad they are brothers.
Love, Stephanie
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