And Phyllis Begat Wendell

So they got matching dresses. And tattoos.

And they stood around in our backyard looking pretty while they contemplated the cosmos.

 This one broke the cuteness barrier with her pigtails, though we had to reinstate her prom privileges to get to keep them in.

Then we drove to Colorado and back to visit with Super Grandma. Grandpa Wendell's mom had never met Nora. Now she can live peacefully, knowing that her progeny will soon destroy all of humanity.