I will admit that when we arrived I was irritated. It was busy, I wanted a decent picture of all of us in the beautiful evening light, but Penny wanted to feed the animals until the sun was almost gone. I forget I have to let go of all expectations if I want to have fun with my family. My controlling side can rear it's ugly head and ruin the evening. I was able to realize this part of the way through and chill out. Fudge helped. Maple pecan fudge to be specific.
Yesterday also marked Hank turning 11 months old. We are on the countdown to 1 now. It feels so surreal.