Slobber Man

Owen constantly had a bib or a little receiving blanket wrapped around his neck, cause he is Mr. Slobber. He's got a leak or something...

Just look at that shiny wet chin! We love to kiss that face. 

And we love to hold him in the air above us, but that is a dangerous move, and both Joseph and I can testify that those drops of drool falls fast and without enough warning to move out of the way. He'll get ya! We try to patch up the hole every now and then, but the drool still leaks out.

He's our sweet little slobber man.