This week was very much of a "coming down" sort of affair. We always need a little time to recover when we've taken a long weekend trip, and this one was no different. Luckily, we're finally getting back to normal around here. The ant poison is gone (along with the ants), the kitchen is sort of back in order, and the house is (mostly) clean. With everything (kind of) in order, we...or should I say, Christy...were even able to take a nice day away on the weekend.

Max still doesn't quite have the whole crawling thing down, but he did manage to pull himself up to standing this evening. It was quite impressive, though he hasn't managed to repeat the performance yet. I'm sure he'll be cruising before we know it. I fear he'll be walking soon...the end is nigh!