Wendy and I had dinner with our cousin Tom, who actually refers to himself as "Cousin Tom" when he calls, after which we both feel transported... oh... somewhere into that great corn-and-wheat-filled mystery between here and New York. ;) You can't be "Cousin Tom" without wearing a big hat, and having wheat sticking out between your teeth, can you?
Anyway, so we went -- along with his two kids -- to Squat & Gobble to have some food. Evan and Allison are crazy and make a mess wherever they go, but they are very cute. :) Allison seems to have progressed past the chronic shyness she exhibited last year and is babbling all the time now. It doesn't seem to faze her that she sometimes uses words that only she knows the definitions to... ;) [see some photos]