Toads-in-the-Hole

Last weekend, we piled into the Taurus for yet one more road trip … This time, we headed north on I-29 and then veered East to the home of my family in St. Cloud, Minnesota to celebrate my sister Kelli’s forthcoming nuptials with a bridal shower. We arrived late, late, late on Friday night, after Joel put in a full day’s labor in Yankton, and were up early, early on Saturday morning: As Joel worked on his golf swing (and managed to con my dad into giving him an extra set of clubs to take home) and my grandmothers, my mom and I prepared a “light” and ever-so slightly elaborate luncheon for Kell’s shower, Adelaide had some quality time last weekend hanging on her Godmother Erin’s hip … shoulder … knee. Whatever. The result was certain: Adelaide and Erin – thirteen years apart, almost to the day – seem to be developing a very comfortable relationship.