Taylor's favorite aunt

We were very blessed to have Libba make an impromptu trip up to the mountains for a few days this week. It’s always nice to spend time with my sister. Of all the people in the world, only my sister, brother and I know what it is like to have been raised the way we were. And there’s nothing like rehashing old stories of family vacations, high school parties and long lost hometown friends and boyfriends to put a smile on my face. Needless to say there was lots of wine, lots of laughing and lots of Chris shaking his head and trying to understand exactly what is was like to be raised on the Young farm.

And other than telling remember-the-time and guess-who’s-my-friend-on-Facebook stories, we managed to spend many hours relaxing. Something my world-traveling, over-achieving sister rarely does. And because Libba’s unaccustomed to middle of the week naps, I let her borrow my favorite napping accessory. My daughter.

Unfortunately, Taylor was a bit unstable during the visit. Something I blame entirely on teething and not genetics. She is still constantly feasting on her hands. And our hands, and arms and noses. Anything that gets close to my child is seconds away from being covered in her spit. Including her Aunt.

Libba was even kind enough to watch her goddaughter for a few hours while Chris and I went out to dinner. Marking the second meal in over five months that we have eaten away from Taylor. It was quite the change of pace to actually savor a meal as opposed to inhaling it as fast as humanly possible before the baby wakes up or starts crying. We even ordered an appetizer. And not only was the food fabulous, it was even more heavenly to spend some uninterrupted time with my man. So we could talk about our daughter.

And, as always, Libba took some fantastic pictures while she was here. My sister is seriously gifted. Pair that with my daughter’s ability to cheese and I think we could start making some money off this gig. Famous Amys Baby Modeling.