We were in Duluth last weekend for Anni's grandfather's funeral, but had some time to go down to Lake Superior. We did nothing but relax, stare at the lake and watch Elise eat rocks.
The sky was blue, the lake had a steely blue tint, the sun was shining and it was warm. You can't get it much better. Oh, but wait, it got better: We went to the malt shop afterward.
I've posted lots of photos, and that's because I'm still appreciating the fact that with the warm weather, we're back to taking photos outside, where there is plenty of light. (You can only photograph a child in a living room so many times.)
Anyway, on to the photos:
Anni's friend Jerolyn let us stay with her, which I now think was just a ploy so she and Elise could bond. 
Who invented peek-a-boo, anyway?
Yeah, you can look, but we're not going down there.
This is our daughter. She eats rocks.
There is less and less of this each day, as Elise is quickly learning it's more fun to walk on her own.
She was mad. We probably had taken a rock away.
No, you cannot walk into the lake yet.
Just trying to figure out if she could eat this one.
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