If Loving Lilah is Wrong...

Since there is some justice in the universe, Griffin is hitting it off really well with Lilah. We are in talks with the Mince-Didier-Sober-Didier-Sobers to determine dowry and bride price. I'm pretty sure Lilah is worth at least four oxen and a half dozen goats. I'll even throw in a 50 pound sack of rice if they'll hang on to her until after she's done with the whole teen-angst/Twilight phase.

Ave and Sam came up last weekend because Sam heard that Piggy Sue had been taken out like Old Yeller. That man loves pig-related events. Our dear Coonass friends, Clay and Sarah, eloped to Burning Man and the pig roast was their reception/Luau. We stayed out WAY past our bedtimes and didn't get home 'til almost 11. Somebody call the Parent Patrol!



We relive this video 20+ times a day. Griffin will get this happy, wistful look and say, "Lilah. Sippy. Funny," and then he will giggle to himself. I love Lilah's uncomplicated determination to get her mouth on the sippy cup at ALL COSTS. At this preverbal but highly mobile phase, she reminds me of John Belushi as Bluto, lolling drunkenly and menacingly towards her goal. Griffin's only got five pounds on her, but at least he can run faster than she can crawl. For now.



For those of you who truly enjoy the antics of mini-Button and mini-Avo, here is another video of how we roll on a lazy Sunday in Willits. If you aren't already celebrating Becky & Ave Day (November 21st, btw) these videos may get gratuitous, but if you need more G-n-L, check it out.



A few days after Lilah left, Griffin decided he wanted her back. This is how he pines at the window. He also told me he wanted to hold Ave. I'm not sure how Sam is going to take this.

Now if only we could get Maddie Sullivan out here and we could finally have the Baby Beaver Toddler Triumvirate. Our plan for world domination would be in full effect. Little people with big heads shall inhabit the earth. Bwah-hah-hah.