My little Corby-Man

My little man lost his first tooth tonight! He was so proud. He's been worried that it has taken so long to fall out. It seemed to him that everyone else had lost a tooth. He was so happy to finally start making money off of his teeth! Sorry to break the news kid, but the tooth fairy who visits our house doesn't' pay much. I couldn't help but look back over this little man's photos and share his chubby 2 year old face with you. I love that dirty face! Thanks for being my little man Corb and for always letting me snuggle you! I love being part of your every single day!

Meet Joe-Cat Jr.

She's malicious, mean and scary. So little mice be weary.

Wedding!

I know it's been more than a month now, but I thought I'd blog a few pictures from my brother's wedding.

 This is my Dad's entire family minus his Dad who died when I was only 5.  Allphin genes are strong...I think all of my siblings look a lot like this bunch! My Dad's sisters are very close and remind me a lot of my own relationship with my sisters. It was really nice to have all of them make a special effort to be there!

 Here are all thirty of my parents grandkids at the reception.  This picture is already outdated as two more are on the way!  Such a crazy bunch of kids!  I love that there is not a chance in ____ that we could ever get all of them to look at the camera at the same time!  Insert chuckles!

 My entire family.  I love that we are all taller than my parents!  Just makes me laugh. 

 Sisters!  I don't know what I would do without them! 

 Brian and Taylor were the cutest bride and groom!  Of course it helps when you are both such adorable people, but they really were just beaming!  Very fun to watch!

 A few more pounds and a sprinkle of gray hairs, but don't we still look just like on our wedding day?  :)

Super fun day!  We are so excited to have you join our crazy bunch Taylor! 

Dear mouse number 7-

I warned you little mouse. Just like your six mouse friends before you. I tried to give you a head start out of my house before I would send my mouse-killer husband after you, but you didn't listen. Perhaps you thought my screams of terror weren't enough. Perhaps you thought when you ran past my bare toes, and I made it to the couch in one flying leap, that I was just playing with you. No. Perhaps you thought when my big, strong, wife saving man tried to smash you with his shoe, but you ran from the pantry to under the fridge at lightning speed, that this was still just a game of tag. Too bad for you it was a deathly game of tag. We won. And we will again. I hope you told all your little mouse friends. I hope they all have happy mouse lives outside of my house. So sorry little mouse. May you rot in peace. Melissa