You should be. It's a reference to a 3 Step Brightness song. Tommy wrote it. Ask him!
As we are in our last full-time semester of school (we both have a class or two to take in the summer before we are officially finished), it has been crazy. Hence the lack of posting. Much has occured, much we are excited about, and much we want to share. Before going into detail about the most recent events (Happy birthday, Traci!), we have to pay homage to January 2011, for it, truely, was mind-blowing.
MLK weekend we were able to make an impromptu trip to Idaho. Max and Grandma put us up for the night, and, as always, they treated us with great hospitality. It was fun for Max to see his great uncle and great grandma and to play with the dogs--especially Sally!
This is kind of blurry, which is a shame.
Magnolia warmed right up to uncle Max!
On our way home Matt and Wendy let us drop by as well. It was SO GOOD to see them! Matt knew exactly what would make Max freak out. Farm. Toys. Chickens. Dog. Cat. And tractors!
Not sure what the technical name is for the relation here, but doesn't matter--Gavin and Braxton were super cool to allow Max to get in their business. P.s., Braxton is one big dude.
We were treated to mountain bar cookies and rice krispies. TASTY.
Later in the month Max, my brother-in-law Will, and I had a guy's night out. We went to Solider Hollow to go night sledding. It was pretty cheap, cold, and way faster of a ride than I had expected. 
Born to sled. You might not be able to tell, but Max is making his tough guy face in this, which he did in response to me asking for his best "Born 2 Sled" pose.
Also, you might not be able to tell in this, but the slopes were WAY fast. Maybe not for an adult, but for a kid, yikes. This video is from the second run down the hill. You can barely hear Max say "Hi" in response to me, which serves as evidence that he got the hang of it and had a good time. Ironically, I am pretty sure I was more freaked out than he was on the first run. I was holding his sled right next to mine, and as we got going down he asked me to hold his hand. After that, he was calm and might have even laughed. Meanwhile, I was clinging to his sled for deal life, trying to half-shriek/half-grunt, "EEEHH...IT'S....OK...WE'RE....OK....EHHHHHHH!"
