update

I wish I had great news about the sale of our house in Prince Rupert. Sigh, I don't. This is the latest ... We have learned that the people who viewed our house 3 times ("he", twice by himself and a third time with "her") like ours the most. It's at the top of their list. That's all good and great. Wouldn't it be nice for them to make an offer? Seems as though they're waiting for their realtor to return from his HUNTING TRIP! And so our situation remains on hold. We covet your continued prayers for a sale to happen soon.

Max has completely adjusted to preschool! Yay! He asks to go every day, and often pretends to go since I won't take him! Did I tell you that already? He also stayed in his Sunday School class with no problems. As I left, I heard him tell the teacher "I will not cry." That's my boy!

Marty is cutting three molars right now and has a terrible diaper rash. Not the most fascinating information, I know, but this is where we're at. He's nearly weaned. I'm hoping to get that taken care of this weekend. He's just nursing now in the early early morning. He loves to run around. Sometime chasing or being chased by Max, sometimes just on his own. Around and around he goes, even throwing in some spinning on the spot. Just for kicks. He's started a new screechy screamy thing. It comes out when he's not getting what he wants and when he figures out I'm about to change his diaper. But he sure is cute!
Visiting with my Dad



Bedhead

Max's first real Lego creation

Dudes and Dudette
Paul, Marty, Max, Scott, Sophie