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Owen Ya-ya!

It's been hard to get action videos of Owen lately because he's become obsessed with watching videos of himself doing things. So if I get the camera out while he's doing something entertaining--which is about every 10 minutes--he'll immediately stop and run around to see the playback, even if I didn't manage to film anything. He just doesn't get that he has to do something on film first in order to watch himself.

Erin's dancing distracted him long enough for me to catch him in action in the video below. Notice at the end when he sees the reflection of the camera in the TV screen and tries to climb up my leg to watch the instant replay.

This is the same Jewish Wedding song that Owen was dancing to on bubble wrap in a previous post. And no, neither Erin nor I have any Jewish ancestry. Owen apparently developed his own heritage (no jokes about a Jewish milkman! Harold Greenstein was a gentleman and a consummate professional.)



Here's a video of Owen watching the previous video. Very meta.

Comments

Karin said…
You guys have the best blog ever!
mama mia said…
My gosh, I was just thinking the same thing, Karin! and also wondering what school might be like for all these little people who are growing up with instant "watch me on the video capability".....I am so old school, that this is just amazing to me. I can check this site and feel like I am right there!
JohnJohn said…
I'm glad you guys are enjoying reading it as much as we're enjoying writing it. But let's face it, Owen's the real star of this blog!

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