I guess the only reason I gave it the warm, fuzzy title is because there was a baby there. A baby we all love because she is the first-born baby from our group of cousins. (There are some cousin-babies way over in Colorado... but we never see those cousins OR those cousin-babies, so... my heart doesn't turn to goo quite so much for those babies as it does for Emily's.)
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We ate a wonderful Saturday morning breakfast in our lodge room. "Dr. Booty" is telling a story here. (Actually his last name is Booton, but the nurses he works with call him Dr. Booty.)
(By the way, I cut Superman's hair tonight. As you can see, it was getting more than a little unruly.)
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These were the too-good-to-be-true cinnamon rolls I made for the occasion. I adapted them from Pioneer Woman's website. For one thing, I much prefer a cream cheese icing to the maple-coffee icing on her recipe. For another thing, I used a lot more salt throughout these. Salt in the dough, salt in the cinnamon/sugar filling, salt in the frosting. That may sound crazy, but when I first made them I followed the PW recipe to the letter, and I found them to be WAY too sweet. Thirdly, I used a mixture of brown and white sugar with my cinnamon. And I let them rise slowly overnight (it gives them an almost sourdough-like flavor and a light, tender texture.) Ok, cooking moment over. :)
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Here is that precious baby taking a nap with her arms out to the sides. The blur is from the dimly lit room. (Of course I couldn't use the flash and WAKE her!)
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We took a really nice walk along the lake and around the grounds...
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It was sunny and perfect out. Cool, crisp, and it smelled like dry leaves!
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Oh gosh... this was done on purpose to keep the sun out of her eyes! AHahahahahaha!
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Just a quiet moment to appreciate what God does year after year.
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Group Shot!
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Love that sweet little mouth!!
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Momma and baby.
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Brittney and some sweet moments with Livi...
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This picture to me is just THE picture of relaxed, blissful, contentment. SO sweet.
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I hated to leave!
These are not exactly the most complete picture of the events of the weekend... but I really hate taking my camera to restaurants and asking the waiter to snap a picture. For one thing, the front people always look huge and have double-chins because they're trying to lean backwards. For another, I just hate asking the waiter to take a picture. I feel stupid doing it.
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