Two things are certain when I visit my parents house. There will be lots of food, therefor there will be lots of exercise to counter act the eating.
Fruit Salad for Sunday's Picnic. Yum.
Mom's chicken wings.
Me and middle sister. She is enjoying giant marshmallows that we will soon roast...
... over this fire in my aunt's outdoor fireplace.
Mom and I get ready for a Monday morning run. Yes I know, I am so pale I am see-through.
Which is followed by this yummy breakfast of vanilla Chobani, strawberries, blueberries, pineapple, and Mom's homemade granola. I never want to leave.
Boyfriend and me ready to head back to the city of brotherly love.