I can't even begin to communicate what a great time we had in Vermont this weekend. Graham had cousins to play with, a creek to throw stones in, and cake to eat. We, well, had the same. Best of all, my brother Ryan was here to see it all with us. 

The picture in which he is apparently no longer a baby, but a boy. 

Awesome birthday. Awesome cake. 

We spent a lot of time at the creek.
And, in a stereotype of country wholesome fun, Jen drove all the kids around behind a tractor.