We always end up with some kind of funny story after Talya and Braylen get together. My favorite is when they first met at age 1 1/2 and every time the adults would try to get their picture taken, Talya would smile for the camera and Braylen would take the opportunity to bite off a hunk of Tal's popsicle. She acted like she didn't notice but later in the evening gave a rather aggressive bite to Braylen's poor finger. At age 3 1/2, cooperation isn't their favorite word unless you tell them to make mean or scary frown faces.

During this boat ride of the frowny face above, I had the entertainment of hearing these kiddos work on their conversational skills. Braylen said, "My favorite color is blue." Me: "that's a nice color. Your eyes are blue, Braylen." Braylen: "My eyes are light blue. My favorite color is dark blue." Talya, trying to get Braylen's attention: "Braylen?" Braylen is looking the other way. Talya again: "Braylen!" Braylen: "What?!" Talya: Braylen!!" Me: "Braylen said 'what' already; why don't you just tell him what you wanted to say?" Talya: My favorite color is black." Braylen said nothing. Me: "Braylen, do you like black?" Braylen: "No!" Braylen again: "I have black shorts and black pants, you know."
Getting ready for their big roles in Aunty Brittney's wedding, T, B, and fellow flower girl A play with the latest technology.

No, they were not calmly lounging on the window sill of the mansion passing the lazy afternoon away. I don't think they kept their bums still in one place for five seconds.

In the wedding, Braylen dutifully fulfilled his ring bearing responsibility all the way down the aisle after which he turned a completely different direction and walked behind all of the groomsmen instead of taking the precious pillow up to the altar. When gently redirected by one of the groomsmen, we all heard a very loud and mildly sarcastic, "that's where I was going!" Talya and Amelia daintily walked down the aisle spreading rose pedals one at a time and when they got to the front had quite a few left in their baskets. Not missing a detail, we heard Braylen's commanding voice again: "Just dump the rest of them out. That's all I'm going to say."
The one I should really post pictures of is the ravishingly beautiful bride, but unfortunately our camera gave out early in the day and all I have is pictures of her hair in rollers from the morning salon session, and I suspect she'd rather not have these posted. (: