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.
That goat's like, "Oh HAI y'all!"
Even though I don't agree with them coining a Southern term to try and make people feel more at ease and welcomed (let the North stick with what they're good at: coffee? snow plows?), at least they put the apostrophe in the correct spot. Nothing drives me crazier than seeing it spelled "ya"ll". That just ain't rite.
I'm glad you had fun at home, but OH MY WORD we are so glad you're back!!!!!!
hahaha I love this post and that joke is too cute. 🙂
oh, fun! I love a good visit home 🙂
I love that goat picture. Also, I could have sworn I followed your blog months ago. I checked by today and realized somehow I wasn't. Officially remedied =)