Our sisters are married!

In the span of an epic two weeks, both our sisters got married!

Grace married David in San Diego...

Within minutes of entering our hotel room, Noah had discovered how to lock himself in the closet and Max thought this was absolutely hilarious

We have very few pictures from the actual weddings because our hands were full with running boys, flower bouquets, and random toys to occupy said running boys from running (they ran anyway). 

Then Priscilla married Aaron in Boston...



Flying 6+ hours cross-country with two active animals while almost six months pregnant is no easy feat.  I was also suffering from a highly unpleasant pregnancy-related symptom that I don't even want to think about.  But we survived... barely!



Fun with family







Noah and Max could not last through the ceremony, so we ended up in the "cry room" pulling out all the water bottles and knocking them around.

23 weeks

After the wedding, we had a special treat visiting with our friends Shaun and Kelli and Luke. They generously fed us and Shaun accompanied Terah on his dream to take his son to a red sox game. 

Special shout-out to my mom... we arrived home with Terah having a bad headache and the rest of us wiped... and not only did she pick us up from the airport, but she had cooked us lunch and dinner for the day and stocked our fridge with fresh fruit and veggies.

We think both David and Aaron will be awesome bros-in-laws and the weddings were in such gorgeous settings and so joyous.  Way to get married! 

Dirty Socks

This is what I found the other day on my couch: two pairs of dirty boy socks AND their father's dirty man socks.



Just my luck, come Halloween, we will be adding another pair of dirty boy socks to that mix. Three boys! I am excited and terrified all at the same time.  No matter how it turns out, I am fairly certain I'm destined to a life of dirty socks.

Ringbearer With His Pacifier

The cuteness

Not sure if it is because this is our second time around, or the chubs, or his happy demeanor, but Terah and I comment to ourselves daily how much we are enjoying Max's cuteness. 





Even his growing tantrums mainly illicit an amused disinterest from us.... "Oh you want to flail yourself to the ground and kick the floor? (Yawn) Show me something I haven't seen before."

Max's two main questions in life currently are: 1. What is Noah doing? 2. How can I be doing the exact same thing?

Sometimes I wonder if we will look back at this time and view it as the golden years, when our children could play with glee for hours with a tub of water. In any event, we are trying to soak up the cuteness while we can.

We love this happy monkey! 

Hong Kong train

Terah's parents generously gifted Noah an addition to the train set they gave him last year, the battery-operated kind. These two have spent hours on it already.

Most of the time, it ends with Monster Max destroying the track or shoving the train and Noah flailing his arms and screaming.

But that pretty much sums up their general dynamic anyway.  

Thank you Yeh Yeh and Ma Ma!