We came, we saw, we sniffled, we whined...well, I did. Max and Christy did okay. Barring a horror movie-style last-minute reappearance of our localized plague, we should be out of the woods at this point. Max is back in day care, Christy and I are recovering, and things are finally sliding back to normal. Of course, Max's version of normal is sort of a flexible concept.

We know. It's been a while. We're sorry. We've alternated between periods of being so busy during the day that we were too exhausted to write at night, and periods of just not having a whole lot to report. I'll try to catch you up on the last few weeks.

Seeing as we skipped a week recently, I thought I'd go ahead and make this a week of videos. I'll post one today, Wednesday, and Friday so everyone can see some of Max's recent antics. I'll even toss up some photos from our weekend with Nan (though we didn't get many...too busy having fun!) when I have some time.

According to our blog software, this will be the 100th post we've made on this blog. In that many posts, we've run through the full gamut of this process. From relief to excitement to anticipation to arrival, then right on through to the outright exhaustion we're currently dealing with.

As promised, this is the second of three videos we'll be posting this week. This one comes from Max's recent play date with his buddy Mikey.

Took some one-off photos and couldn't resist sharing them.

Circumstances beyond our control conspired to prevent us from posting this last night, but as they say, better late than never.