Wii! It's a party!

Wii (get it?!) had a little get-together at our house last month with a bunch of young married friends of ours. I've quickly learned that in the church there is the YSA, and when you get married you then get grouped in with the "young marrieds." This isn't a bad place to be. Once you have your first kid you're still a young married, but on the brink of being ousted--mostly cause young marrieds without kids think all married people with kids do is talk about their kids--which is true. Once you give birth to a second child you are OUT! You're not quite so cool anymore, and who really cares that much? Cause at this point, your idea of a fun night is being in bed by 9 pm.

Anyway, Curran and I decided to invite some "young marrieds" to our house for food and a Wii tournament. Maybe it was in an attempt to regain our "cool" status after having 2 kids, or maybe cause we wanted to show off our mad skills on the Wii. Whatever the reason, we had a blast!

This is Raul. His wife whooped him in boxing, and although he went home empty-handed he took home all my love for bringing the yummiest cheesecake dessert ever!

Jacob and Noah--two kids who are half Mexican, but couldn't look any more like gringos

Jessica and Andy--two of my favorite people. I had not seen Andy since 1997, so I had an absolute blast getting caught up and meeting his wife. They have since purchased their own Wii and have been training for a re-match.

Raul and Virginia--taking out their marital frustrations in the Wii boxing ring. Very therapeutic.

This is Jessica and Karla--two awesome girls I met not too long ago. This pic is of the the final two left standing in our boxing portion of the tournament. Jessica was our boxing champ and won a sweet puzzle of a monkey in a tutu.

This is Daniel--an accountant who moonlights as quite the gifted photographer. We learned this night that he is also quite the twinkle toes. He won our DDR battle and took home a do-it-yourself bedazzled water bottle.

This is Jesse. His wife, Karla is pictured above. His mad Spanish skills have nothing on his hula hooping! I thought all white guys were incapable of moving their hips. I now stand corrected.

Stacia and Layne showed up later in the evening and not even being "with child" stopped her from showing us her moves.