Wil and Rand and Rio in Ireland.

We went to Ireland with our friends Wil and Nora, their son Rio, and the amazing Emily, nanny-extraordinaire (she also helped take care of me and Rand, which was nice).
I took these photos on a rainy day while we walked around Cork. They simultaneously made my uterus explode, and also made me think that my husband and Wil would be a really cute couple. This is, as you can imagine, a rather confusing permutation of emotions.

This kid smiled. ALL. THE. TIME. It’s like he didn’t get the memo that babies are supposed to cry non-stop.
But seriously, I dare you to find something more adorable than these three.

ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME?

I just … can’t … GAH MAKE IT STOP.
And that was why I spent most of our trip to Ireland punching myself in the ovaries and making Rand promise that he and Wil wouldn’t run off and raise Rio together.