Time flies when you're alternating between work, travel, baby care, cooking, cleaning, and taking pictures. The last two weeks have been quite a blur.

Max was sleeping through the night without much trouble...until Friday. Now he's getting up at least twice during the night.

So...yeah. Tired.

When Christy and I went on our first date together, she accidentally rear-ended an unsuspecting motorist in a low-speed collision. The situation turned into something so absurd that we ended up laughing about it over lunch at Chuy's.

This week was pretty much like that.

We really did mean to post a blog last week. I promise. Somewhere between getting home from The Woodlands late last Sunday and getting ready for a trip to Sherman this Sunday, we just got derailed. But, yet again, to compensate for our dreadful posting habits, we'll give you TONS of photos.