We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.

So even though a picture paints a thousand words…I probably shouldn’t comment on this one…but HOW SWEET!!!! I love it! You two are the cutest…you must have one cool photographer…he he he…you guys rock!
oh yeah, that’s a neat picture.
What you can’t see are the sea turtles playing in the water, poking their heads and fins(?) up every now and then. *sigh*
Dear Liz and Micah,
What a beautiful sight for a mother who wants nothing more in all the world than to see each of her children happily married. This scene, with the two of you, standing as one, looking out into the beauty of God’s handiwork, could not express my dreams more perfectly.
Thanks for sending it.
Love,
Mom
You guys should make a postcard out of that picture.
We could probably make millions of dollars selling them at roadside stands.