You guys? I'm still catching up from a very fun weekend with my cousins. Photos to come hopefully tomorrow. (Could someone please freeze time except for me tomorrow? It'd be appreciated. Just 30 minutes is all I ask, to get back on schedule?)

So today I leave you with this gem:

Max to Rory, whispering at the breakfast table: "I like your face, it's so pretty."

I'll be hanging out over here in my grave, since I died from the cute!