Weekend at Grandpa's (in pictures)

Please don't mind that this is a few days late.

I obviously haven't been too on top of blogging this week.

But believe me, I've been thinking about it.

Just wait for my post about waffles.

It's coming... 

But until then, enjoy my little weekend R&R at my Grandpa's. 

Luckily for me, Grandpa loves to cook and LOVES to eat.

Breakfast at his house is especially delicious, complete with at least five bowls of fruit, whole wheat pancakes, and lots of whipped cream.

(Fact #893 about me: breakfast is my favorite meal.)

 First 30 minutes at Costco: 

Sample tables.

Did Grandpa make me go back for seconds and sometimes thirds because they had already seen him?

Yes.

Did he buy me a "cup of chocolate yogurt"? 

(It's called frozen yogurt, Grandpa. You confused me for a minute.)

Yes.

Was it the best frozen yogurt ever?

Yes.

Note to self: get Costco membership and get more frozen yogurt.

Steph came down for the weekend.

We ate.

We walked.

We watched the gorgeous sunset.

We teased Grandpa relentlessly (or was that just me?).

We ate three Ralph Burgers (you would have, too).

Moral of the story?  Only good things happen at Grandpa's house.