So it was fun and confusing when the Pellegs popped down from Seattle for something of a mini reunion! A few years ago we were all young and carefree, and now there are babies everywhere. I need to work out how these things happen. Anyway, we took the opportunity of the long Memorial Day weekend to see how many parent/child permutations were possible.
Pete and Guy. They're the same age...sort of.
And baby makes three. Agam appeared a few weeks ago, thanks to Shauli and Anat.
Stack 'em high, sell 'em cheap.
Oh, and we're babysitting Dwight and Santi's mum for the weekend too!
Single variety: everyone in this photo belongs to Dana.
It's never too late to have number four!
Amir demonstrates impeccable delegation, learned from the MBA.
British-Romanian-Venezuelan-Americans.
An army marches on its stomach.
Who's got my baby?
Whose baby have I got?
I made another employment offer to Maya, but there are some kind of child labour laws in this country. That's probably what's holding the economy back.
But who is the cutest? As if I even have to ask. (Answer: whoever is not crying at that moment).
Meanwhile, in New Zealand...they obviously do families differently down there.