Well, it happened. Noah went with me to Andy's parents house, and we all survived. I haven't talked to them yet, but I think they liked him. It was a little tense...Noah and I were definitely making an effort to not touch as much and things like that, so we freaked out when we finally left. But he made dad laugh a lot, and was really polite and all that. The Martoranos came over for dinner, and they asked him a lot of questions and stuff, so it all seemed to go pretty well. A couple of times I almost started crying. Andy looked exactly like his dad, so sometimes his facial expressions and stuff catch me off guard. But we all did well. We certainly talked about him a lot, but in good ways, which I liked.