The time my grandpa called out a 24-year-old.

Anthony and I went home this past weekend to visit my family....

And it truly was a wonderful weekend.

My niece, Peyton turned 1

She's the cutest baby.

She's the sweetest baby.

She's the best baby.

Yes, I get it, I'm partial.

But if I would be to have a child right now,

I could only hope that she or he would be like this darling little girl.

And watching my baby brother choke up after seeing her take a couple of steps

was one of the most wonderful things I've ever witnessed.

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On a completely different note,

Anthony and I both love donuts,

so I took him to my favorite donut shop at home,

The Donut Bank

I definitely got called out by the locals for taking a picture of the donuts.

But they understood when I told them I now lived in Chicago.

"We couldn't live without Donut Bank!"

they exclaimed.

We couldn't either that day....

I think we collectively polished off 8 donuts and a bag of donut holes.

Oops.

Another reason I love being home

is that there is always tons of family to spend time with.

Take in point, Friday night.

We went to to see a friend of my parents' band

with a my parents/aunts/uncles and grandparents

Yes, I said grandparents.

This is them dancing.

After midnight. Having a blast.

Did I mention that they've been married '57 years?!

My favorite part of the evening

was when my grandpa started laughing at a guy dancing.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

(thinking it's gotta be his crazy calf tattoos)

"He has no rhythm!" he says.

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Man, I'm such a lucky girl to have such a fantastic family.