Over the weekend, my family and I went to a reunion for part of my mom's side of the family. It was at my grandfather's house, which is complete with a farm that spreads out over the backyard. It was the perfect weather, so we spent the majority of the afternoon outside. It was nice to just spend the day with my family, eating lots of good and hanging out with the llama. Yes, that is in fact a real live llama. But one of my favorite memories from this day will be the swing -- from that very same tree hung a rope swing that I played on as a little girl. The rope has now been replaced with chain, and there is a new generation of children playing on it, but I was instantly taken back to my childhood. So very thankful for sweet memories like these.