In which I pander to your need for cute.

It's been a busy week - I had a career fair and the first week of the kayak rodeo on my plate (aka, I spent Monday letting middleschoolers play with gloves and then stuffing prizes into sacks). There's been some stress on the Grunzinger side of the family - all appears to be well now, and for that I am very happy. 

Eamon took his first dive off of a changing table. In an Irish bar. How appropriate... He's fine, for which I am also happy. Hard head, just like his oldest cousin (who took a dive on my watch long ago, leaving me much less stressed by this one than Ray was). Anyway, lots going on, nothing which would really amuse you all (don't even have a bruise worth taking a picture of). 

However, I know what you really want to see anyway. So, skip the text. Here are some cute pics. I have an obsession with OshKosh overalls, but these are still a bit big. 

So's his smile.

May that lighten the end of your week. :)