many happy returns

Sunday we celebrated my Gram and Grandpa's 50th anniversary. The boys made it almost halfway through Mass, which I think is pretty good at their age. The luncheon and reception afterward were at Occasions, so it was a nice opportunity for us to remember our wedding day too. After he got over his initial shyness, Liam ran around the place like the King of the Wild Things until it was time to go home. Thankfully, his many cousins were there to make sure he didn't run out onto the highway or do too much damage inside. He made it through the day with only one injury, too--he fell and hit his head pretty hard on a chair. Max had a great time too. He spent most of the afternoon crawling around and pulling up on various chairs, but he also got his first taste of an actual green bean (as opposed to strained green bean baby food) and he seemed to really like it. Here he is, enjoying it Groucho Marx-style.