We are on day 1.5 of our summerly Utah pilgrimage. Already posting sweet pics of egg hunting and jet lagging at neighbor Liz’s house. 

The egg shells were really really soft so we cracked two out of four.

Nanny teaching Della how to hold a flower with her nose.

Liz’s house is really charming.

Della doesn’t like raspberries but George does.

Sleepy, sleepy.

That’s okay, Della. That’s why we are here.

This is Mary. Her baby sister’s name is Crabblaster, and her brother’s name is George (a different George). She’s staying with us for awhile while Della is away.

An unseasonably soggy July 4 could not put a stop to the Second Annual Cousin Campout on Stone Hedge Drive.

On Victorian safari with the Anderson boys. 

This was pretty much the scene.

Linda’s 70th birthday!

Lots to celebrate.

George at this point was shaking his finger and asking to be put to bed.

Stevie fire dancer.

Last night Marc and Megan came over. At dinner, Adrian and Della announced they are getting married!! Congratulations. I’m not sure who brought it up first, but both kids seemed equally serious and consenting. We asked them about the wedding. Only for grown-ups: no kids allowed. Georgie and Beebie will need babysitters. Only neighbors invited. Adrian wants to invite his family; Della said her family is not invited. They said there will be food, lots of food, grown-up food. And grown-up music. And purple seats (Della) and blue seats (Adrian). And this will all take place in North Carolina. And there will be a flower girl. Then Adrian, who was sitting next to Della, leaned over and kissed Della’s stomach (baby on the way??), and they proceeded to whisper to each other, and finally Della asked Adrian where he would be sleeping that night.