The boys. Enough said right? We went to a wedding of one of Scott's friends from growing up...Ryan Miletich. Ryan and Scott grew up in the same neighborhood. This photo is of Scott and his fraternity buddies. Matt, Rich, Scott, Lippman, Mike and Steve
Eva turned eight months old on Friday. I really don't know where the weeks and months are going. She's going to be a year old before we know it. Eva showed us last week that she can pull herself up on the bathtub. She did it in order to see Lila who was in the tub. I keep thinking she's going to start crawling...any day now.
Today while driving on I-5 we got stuck in a traffic jam. We were going all of about 1 mile per hour. Scott and I were talking about how there must have been a 'car accident'. Lila started talking about 'poopy' but we were having difficulty understanding what she was saying. Meanwhile Scott and I are exchanging looks thinking oh my god what are we going to do if she has to go to the bathroom in the middle of this traffic jam? Then suddenly Lila says clearly "The car go poo-poo on the street? That's a no-no." Scott and I both sighed with relief and laughed hysterically. Of course...Car...Accident in a two year old's mind mean's something completely different that 'car accident'.