We had a party at my mom's for my grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary today. Here's a picture of Julie, Lesli and I, along with all the great grandkids.

On the way home, we were telling Cole what a good boy he had been. He said "yeah, I only hurt one person today, so I'm a good boy". (For the record, the person he hurt was his little brother who got a facefull of Cole's foot when he stepped in front of the swingset.)
I'm the best mom ever. Obviously.