scott & amy

My little brother and Amy got married last week.

He's 34, but in my mind's eye he's somewhere around 16.

But in reality, he's a man, a father and now, a husband.

I love the look on the couple's faces when they turn to their friends as family for the first time as husband and wife -- it's so telltale and happy.

At first glance this next picture you'll think, "oh what a nice picture of brother, sister and the Little Wickies," that is, until you scroll down to Mo.

But that's what makes the picture so fantastic.

Baby Charlotte looked as sweet (if not so much bigger) than ever.

Then, as I'm sure every newlywed couple expects to do on their wedding day -- we went decorate cupcakes at SweetSpot Baker's Workshop.

The night was finished off with Korean BBQ.

The Little Wickies played "wedding" the whole next day -- going to the extent of making construction paper flowers to hold as their bouquets, taking turns as bride, bridesmaid and flower girl.

They can not wait for the "big wedding" as they now refer to it where they have been promised the roles of flower girls.

hanging in the o.c.

L.A. has many a con including the fact that it's huge and it sits between me and my little brother.

Driving through it is like rolling the dice when it comes to traffic. Throw your kids in the mix and the stakes get even higher.

This week we headed down so the girls could visit Amy, Scott and baby Charlotte again.

We just saw Charlotte last week, and I swear she's already so much bigger!

We visited one of my teen houses of worship the first night. Man, that place is big. Makes our mall look well, rinky dink.

After dinner we treated ourselves to some See's hence Mo's stash and goat.

The next morning we checked out children's museum that looms over the 5 freeway.

We pull up, Katie sees the gigantic cube structure and says, "Mom, how are we going to balance in there?!"

Scotty and I had fun throwing balls in the exhibit that measured mph, shooting pucks with a hockey stick and more.

"Hey girls, do you want to see pucks shot at Uncle Scott?!"

"Yeh!"

We called this exhibit Create Your Own Child Molester because everyone we tried to make ended up looking quite frightening.

I like seeing my little brother with my kids -- even when he's helping to administer first aid (applying a band aide on the tiniest, read: practically non-existent boo-boo).

Thanks for hosting us Uncle Scott and Auntie Amy!

baby charlotte

My little brother and Amy had their baby on Dec. 28.

I had the opportunity to go and visit mama Amy this weekend. The Little Wickies were bummed to stay at home, but I figured I wouldn't be that helpful with them in tow.

Baby Charlotte is, well -- just beautiful.

Sweet girl would give little smiles in her sleep.

I love how you can see evidence of the baby everywhere in their place.

My brother the sommelier has formula stacked atop a case of cabernet sauvignon while a baby activity mat leans against his wine cooler.

We took Charlotte to her first shabu shabu restaurant and crazy aunty-razzi was still taking pictures.

I napped with Charlotte this weekend.

It's funny how you forget all the sighing noises and squeaks a tiny baby makes while sleeping.

Just love all the little parts.

Welcome baby Charlotte. It was a pleasure meeting you.