Sometimes you just want your mom. This Saturday was that. I just wanted my mom and dad and sister and aunt and our dogs and to breathe in the hill country air. We talked, laughed, watched the sunset, drank all the wine and ate all the cheese. My sister and I went out there with the intention of helping mom go through the garage and kon mari-ing her life, but we ended up laughing too much and loving each other instead. It really was a nice visit. These women, and dad too, are my elephants.