tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28400432.post7875510450373396563..comments2007-06-07T08:45:19.208-04:00craighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02388636774837622008noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28400432.post-64167100985729985502007-06-06T16:55:00.000-04:002007-06-06T16:55:00.000-04:00It's amazing how reproduction changes your perspective of, well, everything. Lazy Sundays used to mean something way different than they do now! It's also nice to know that I'm not the only one with the cringe factor going on when my kids are getting cranky, the color of the flower thing doesn't work so well with boys...janicenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28400432.post-17282653986903443912007-06-06T15:50:00.000-04:002007-06-06T15:50:00.000-04:00Well... the late dinner we can blame on you. Everything that came down the next day was the fault of the airlines, fate, God or whomever else you want to blame for our bad luck. <BR/><BR/>But hey--thanks for the free booze!craighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02388636774837622008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28400432.post-55712603942455136822007-06-06T14:17:00.000-04:002007-06-06T14:17:00.000-04:00I guarantee my #1 memory of Macey from the wedding is going to be picking her up and dancing the last few beats of the hora. I definitely had no idea there were any meltdowns until my dad told me. We're really happy you guys came out, I only wish your trip back hadn't been so hellish.csantonihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15148695618947312972noreply@blogger.com