We were in California last weekend for Auntie Danielle and Uncle Joel's wedding, and had a lot of fun. As he was trying to pick up a toy in the church nursery right before the wedding, he tumbled over onto his head, because he couldn't squat down in his black Wranglers and cowboy boots. But other than being tortured by the boots, Rob had a blast. He entertained everyone with his silly laugh, and did a fantastic job of walking down the aisle. I have a feeling he is destined to be a star in some way, as he likes nothing more than entertaining people. He has now started waving goodbye to everything as he leaves, even the car when we walk away from it, or his ball when he's done playing with it. We didn't get much sleep last weekend, becuase we were so busy visiting and having fun, but Rob still managed to do a great job on the 5 hour drive and 4 hour flight home. I can't say the same for the little girl a couple of rows behind us, who screamed "no!!!! Leave me alone!!!!!!", and kicked the lady's seat right in front of her for the first 25 minutes of the flight. We just spent the whole time thanking God that it wasn't our kid.