Check out the jacket Max insisted on wearing- it is for a 9 month old! It has little chicken legs that hang off of either side! I had brought it for Jonas, but it couldn't be removed from Max. No, the men in the background aren't holding hands... we live in LA, not San Fran.
Yeah, it's supposed to be a dinosaur head. We had to work fast. It was a wonder we got this far with Max in it. Trevor somehow managed this bit of magic.
Glenn is the best Dad, it would be impossible to go to the beach with the kids without him. Not half as fun either!
Yes, so we were spoiled and already got to have Dad and Trev out for a visit over the UEA holiday. Can I begin to tell you how nice this was??? I think we got more of their undivided attention this weekend than months combined when we were living at home with them (they are just so incredibly busy with work, school, callings... good guys). It was just in time to spare me from a major spell of home sickness.
We had a great time going to the beach together. I still have no idea how Trevor got Max to let him bury him in the sand, but he did! With Dad and Trev there, Glenn and I even got to get our feet wet in the waves together for a minute. The sun is bringing out my freckles again and I am trying to not feel like a little kid with my 'angel kisses' (mom always called them that to get me to like them). I think most people around here think I am 21, and I don't think freckles help my plight to dispel the image that I must have been a teen mother. Alas....
Well in a couple of days I'll post some pics of Halloween (and attempted Halloween) costumes. One day I'll actually be able to keep current on posts!