My Family, My Family

It's been a little while since my parents, siblings, and I managed to get together in the same place, at the same time. Since we all live in the same state, you'd think this would happen more often than it does, but with everyone's busy schedules and my travelingwithbabiesophobia, it's actually a fairly rare phenonmenon. So, when we all ended up at our house yesterday, we ate a lot of food, goofed around, and enjoyed our little family reunion.

Max was excited to see Papa and Papa (somehow, Max's grandmas all ended up being "Papas" too) and really enjoyed his time with his uncle and aunties. He was thrilled to have such a large audience for all his tricks and was quite the little ham. Molly didn't quite seem to know what to do with all these people in the house, so she stuck pretty close to Mama for a little while. She warmed up after a while and treated everyone to some of her interpretive dancing (with some pre-bed streaking as a grand finale -- Molly has figured out how to take off most of her clothes :P).

We were sorry we could't all visit longer -- Max was wandering around before bed looking for his Papas and his "Mungo Manko" (Uncle Michael). I suppose we'll have to gather up our courage one of these weekends and head over the river and through the woods to pay a visit to Grandma's house.