It was Mother's Day, did you notice? I am a mother now, I'm not sure you're aware.
We were at my aunt and uncle's solar-powered, energy efficient...it's basically the hybrid car of cabins. Also, 'cabin' is a misnomer, as is 'cottage.' 'Château' is getting there.
All of us together in one space let Joel off the hook for making me breakfast because we all made me breakfast. Joel and Darren made the bacon.
Eleanor checked it for done-ness.
Matt made the potato patties.
I made German pancakes.
Mom cut up the fruit and also made the coffee and also PLANNED ALL THE MEALS AND BROUGHT EVERYTHING UP, so, basically did all the hard work.
And then we ATE that hard work.
Having scads of family around means that Joel and I get to kayak across the lake and loll about like walruses
because there's always someone around to hold the baby.
Speaking of the baby, she was aces. She played hard
and napped hard
and had the most luxurious bath of her life, which I will not show you photos of because I have a strict no-nakkies policy on this blog, so instead here she is sitting pretty.
We have many adventures coming up in the next few weeks. Part of me is like, ye gads, adventuring with a baby. And then part of me knows that we'll be just peaches.