What?! I have to wait
some 60 plus years for
my Florida retirement???
my Florida retirement???
I'll take another nap then...

At our wedding, one of the guests predicted that five years in we would have two kids and a dog..."Baby Noey is crying. Ima gonna make him feel better."
"Ima gonna hold baby Noah." [Ed. note: Pause. That's nice Charlotte. Maybe she's getting the hang of this thing after all.]
"Ima not gonna poke his eyes out." [Ed.: Umm, I wasn't concerned about that until just now. Why would that even come into your head? What other types of "interaction" have I neglected to anticipate?]
"Ima not gonna hit him." [Ed.: Sounds like daycare teachers were working hard on adding a NOT to this sentence...]As if he had known, Noah arrived bearing gifts to appease the sisterly gods. We're not sure if it was the fancy camera 'he' gave Charlotte, or simply his sweet newborn charm... but she immediately took to him: Charlotte's favorite activities now include kissing Noah, helping him burp, kissing Noah, assisting with diaper changes, kissing Noah, singing and reading books to him, and... kissing him.

Troy moved to San Diego first -- as a bachelor (albeit attached) -- to pursue graduate studies. In Baja California, he proposed to Sandra who joined him after two years of DC-California long distance. We planned our German wedding from San Diego, and got married. Then, we added a little doggie to our growing family: can you believe Penny Lane was 12 pounds when we got her?! Shortly after, we got pregnant and welcomed Charlotte Sophie, our (energetic!) bundle of joy. Two years on, we got pregnant, again... and are now eagerly awaiting the new family addition in DC! ;-)







