There was a lot of visiting; friends, sisters, aunts, uncles, grandparents, great-aunts, great-uncles, even a great-great-uncle.  We saw the biggest tomato plant in the world.  Literally.  The Genius Book of World Records folks are coming out to confirm it next week.  That’s the top of it in the photo above, the tomato cage is 13′ high.  We walked along waterfalls and amazing works of art by some of the greats.  I took approximately a million pictures.  Galen as well.  Sometimes I took pictures of Galen taking pictures.  I’m pretty sure that for every photo I took Elijah asked to go to the tack shop, twice.  We were in the car way too much, listening to oodles of Sparkle Stories as we went and we slept way, way too little.  Baby girl would sit smiling and cooing and rubbing her eyes until she was too exhausted to stay upright.  We ate all sorts of things that we probably shouldn’t have (and now I think that the tiny one may be reacting to my eating almonds. ack!).  I didn’t buy anything other then food, gas and admission fares and yet I think we came home with around twice as much as we left with (one word: grandparents).  I reconfirmed the fact that I hate disposable diapers and miss sitting around with a big group of extended family, laughing until late in the night.  Steve stayed home working, cleaning the house, watching movies, eating ice-cream, forgetting to water the houseplants, and listening to me babble every evening when I called (…and failed to mention that he was supposed to water the plants).  I’m not sure how an entire week went by so fast?  It was a blur.