This is today. Jence has got a thing with his tounge...it's usually out in some form or another, though right here it's going back into the mouth. He has his red ringed eyes, which signal either recent waking or time for sleep.
So, here it is. The mom picture that dad has been begging for. Grandpa just snapped it at dinner.
Grandpa is the only one big enough to burp Jensen the way he likes it, therefore it is his official job.
A perfect moment in the life of Grandpa. All the kids, doing what they do.
Roswietha, Liane, and Bruno said goodbye the evening before we left, out in the front yard. 
Jensen had on the sweater Roswietha made for him. (It's still a bit big because she made it to be worn this fall)
Grandma and Grandpa were excited to meet Jensen- and of course Kiki has to be a part of anything involving her little brother.
Grandpa seems to the one who can elicit the most reaction from Jence. It surprises me every time how much he can get him to laugh.
Of course Jensen and Isabella had to have a formal photo shoot.
One of the funniest looks I've seen...
And for all you Kiki fans out there. Max was nervous around the dogs when he arrived on Saturday, but by Monday morning...
We spent Labor Day weekend at Paula and Isabella's house in North Carolina. Ephraim, Heather and Max met us there. Here are two of the moms and the proud uncle (who is so cute with his niece and nephews) with the chillens- who have a shared enjoyment of fist sucking.
Here is Jensen laughing at his uncle Jake.
Jensen and Isabella became fast friends, what with their mutual interests (an affinity for batting at hanging toys and the aforementioned fist sucking), and common size, though Izzy did need some alone time to pursue her independent venture into teething.
Cousin Max is becoming a pro at "smooching"- Jensen has yet to figure it out.