This was a VERY exciting weekend here in Booski Haus. First, Grandma & Grandpa visited, and the King went out for dinner TWICE. Jill and I also left the house alone together for approximately 3 hours, leaving the King to survive with new grandparental minions.

Then on Sunday, while his grandparents were off getting lunch, (Honorary) Uncle Jerry & Aunt Cindy called, asking how far away we lived from the airport! They had a long layover here, en route home from a family bat mitzvah, and could they come meet The King?

We would like nothing better. They arrived less than an hour after the Grandparents left, and the King slept through the entire visit. At least it was a peaceful snooze; The King obviously knew that he was in the presence of admirers.

And we learned other exciting things during the course of their visit. First, The King’s first name is also Jerry & Cindy’s son Nadav’s middle name. And he was exactly the same size at birth as their son Ariel, who quickly grew into a strong & healthy man. (Really quickly. Ariel had a full beard before he started high school. College women hit on him when he was 13. Fortunately, he didn’t realize it at the time.)

Since there may be a parallel universe out there in which I am 10 years younger, straight, modern Orthodox, and married to Ariel, I have absolutely no problem with Noah growing up as much like Uncle Ariel as he’d like.

The whole family is just one of the coolest and most wonderful collections of people we know; they’ve been fixtures at my family’s Christmas Eve celebration for the last 20 years or so. And the first road trip we know that we’re taking with The King is back to my hometown this summer, for Uncle Ariel’s wedding to the lovely Aunt Dana. It was a delight to have their surprise visit!

And Jill got a fabulous picture of The King a little while ago while he was trying to decide whether or not to get fussy. He ultimately decided yes, he would get fussy, but before that, he started showing off his new ability to notice objects other than the milk truck.

Plus, he just looks cute!

QUICK NEWS UPDATE: Props to the singer Meatloaf, and particularly his hit song "Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad."  Mr. Fussy  The King was on a car ride in the effort to get him to quiet down, which failed  completely until this song came on the radio.  In fact, Jill wants you to know that he fell asleep at the line "There ain’t no coupe de ville lying at the bottom of a Cracker Jack Box."