Now before anyone campaigns for me to have my blogging rights taken away you should let me explain myself. I have an excuse this time. A pathetic one, but a valid one nonetheless. I haven't been able to find my camera cord for over two weeks. Now, I thought this was because I had irresponsibly misplaced it. I've been pulling my hair out trying to find it. Imagine my surprise, then, what is discovered while picking up in Julie's room today. Yes, that's right, at the bottom of her toy basket is my trusty cord. Thanks Julie! You're a gem.
Maximilian is SO cute. If I were prone to hyperbole (which, okay, maybe I am sometimes) I would say he is practically the cutest baby ever born, second only to one Evan Breidel. And he's such a good baby so far. Barely any crying at all. I love him a lot already.


Julie and I have been having a good week so far. Monday we went to a nearby beach. She's crazy for the water. Today we went to the German-American festival, which I was excited for although I'm not sure why. I hate fairs even in the US. I think I was just starved for something familiar... The website described it as an event to celebrate German-American relations. I thought there might be something cultural going on. "Experience the northwest in our American village with painted and printed highlights based on the Northwest theme." Or, in other words, come to a crowded carnival with lots of German food and candy apples. I think Julie had fun though. She sure had fun laughing and pointing at the many depictions of fat Americans. Um, JUST KIDDING. Jeez. She's not even two.
Tomorrow I leave for London! Three full days in the holy land. You could call me excited if you wanted to.
Anyway, happy August everyone. I'm off to dream of the Queen and custard cremes.