Guests.....and they talk funny.

So late last night after I went to bed, dad's old college roommate, his wife, and their son Zach arrived at our house for a visit. I like dad as much as the next person, but I think I heard that they came from England? I'm not sure I would come that far to see mom or dad, but...well, maybe I got some details wrong. Anyway, when I woke up on Friday, I was met with with the heat of another day and was quickly invited to a diaper party downstairs hosted by Mark and Zach, I was totally down!
I'm not sure where Zach's mom is in any of these pictures, but she was cool, really good at waving, and talked funny as well....actually, the only one of them who didn't talk funny was Zach.

Zach is a bit further along with his crawling and walking. The dude crawls like a speed demon, but more than that, he pulls himself up and scurries around on tables and chairs like a champ...I pull myself up, but usually fall back down pretty quickly.

Under Brown Dog's watchful eye, I try my best to keep hydrated in the oppressive heat of our diaper party.

Thankfully, Zach and his dad were there to help distract me from the heat. Zach was fun to play with, and never tried to just run me down...unlike some guys I've met. I've been told we're going to go see them at their home in a few months....but all the way to London? Well, at least they live in a cooler place, right?