Memorial Day at the cabin

Memorial Day at the Cabin is kind of a special time. Erin's first trip to the cabin was last year, when she was two weeks old. We had originally planned to spend last Memorial Day at home because I was supposed to still be 38 weeks pregnant. Erin had other ideas, though, and after her 2 week well baby visit, her pediatrician said there was no reason she couldn't go. So we did.

This year was a whole different ball game. It was our first trip away from home since Erin could walk, and I'd venture to say that it was the first time Erin got anything out of a visit to the cabin. She had an absolute ball investigating, climbing stairs, and she even slept much better (and at night!) than she did last year!

She enjoyed playing on the grass with Daddy.



Hanging out and walking around on the deck was a lot of fun, too.

Hung out with Grampa, who was guarding the steps.


Hogged the remote, just like she does at home:


Posed for a picture on the black bear ottoman:

And, of course, stuffed her face!