Every time I go home for a visit, I have a debate with myself about how many pictures to post. Debating with myself usually means I go around and around in circles and is generally very dizzying. 

I surprised Autumn with a visit on her 22nd birthday. When we were little I felt like I was at least 12 years older than her. I considered her A CHILD. She’s not even two years younger than me. Funny how growing up closes age gaps. 

Elizabeth and I had a fall photo shoot.

Molly, the meek and mild cousin who is the epitome of seriousness, stopped by for a visit. I could only get a good picture by doing a silly one first.

Looks like this goat at the zoo has posed for the camera before. 

Listen. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- people in New England have no business saying y’all. This sign was outside the tiny exhibit that housed the tiny alligator. Across from the alligator was a sign that said, “Get your gator gumbo here!”. Since when do people in Massachusetts eat gator gumbo?  It’s like I don’t even know my homeland anymore.

Look how excited Aaron is to pose with me! The excitement! Can’t be contained! (Just between us, I think he makes a pretty good bat.)
I learned a new joke from Elizabeth. Why don’t seagulls fly over the bay? Because then they’d be BAYGULLS! 
Turns out I crack up at jokes told around the snack table at preschool.