Ultimate dress-up

As I post these, Owen is in the living room doing his favorite thing...putting the favorite gear-of-the-moment on and off and on and off and on and off...and on and off.  The gear of the moment is ski paraphernalia, especially since he's been talking about Daddy skiing all weekend.  (side note, I just got a call from Reuel in Stowe, VT who sounded like a kid in a candy shop.  They were up for the first ride on the lift and the crowds were down today so far, with 5 inches of fresh powder overnight.  He was giddy...snow-drunk?)

Owen was no how no way interested in going outside for a picture (or getting all his gear on and leaving it on for a period of time for that matter).  But then he broke a little bowl I loved on accident this morning and he felt bad about it, so I told him he had to let me take pictures of him to pay me back :}  So, all of you who requested pictures, it is at the expense of my little pottery bowl from Sweden.  I could not talk him into going on the snow; that's only for Daddy to do, I was informed.