Dave and I got back from Tacoma about a week ago. And I’m just now getting back into the swing of things here. *sigh* I like it out there too much.

I couldn’t believe how big Isaac had gotten (he’s probably even taller now!). I really have no words for how cute he really is. He is FUNNY. And a little too smart. He figured out my iPhone in mere moments, and was calling people and deleting applications left and right. My favorite memories are of him riding his Winnie the Pooh scooter (and the music lighted whirly thing), yelling, “Jen! Jen? Jen? Jen!”  at the top of the stairs in the morning, and anything involving the words “I go!” “I hide!” or “Oh wow.”

Now. New nephew Aiden is something else entirely. Just the cutest, chunkinest baby you’ve ever seen. I loved that I came when he was 3 weeks old, and more or less picked up where Dave and I left off with Isaac as an infant two years ago. So we got to see growth, and smiles and all kinds of good things. Like this for example:

Seriously. This picture could solve world peace. How could you NOT smile looking at this chunky bebeh? I have to look away. It’s just too much.

Here’s a whole family picture:

The more Taylors in the world…the better. That’s what I always say.

Anyway. More to come later. I got some great shots with some fun stories behind them.

Knitting was a total bust. Long story…but a certain baby blanket had to come back home with me.

I need to blog more often to build up my strength…I am exhausted!

Until next time.