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.
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!"
We couldn't either that day....
I think we collectively polished off 8 donuts and a bag of donut holes.
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.
Man, I'm such a lucky girl to have such a fantastic family.