We just got home from Angel Fire, where we spent almost a week hanging out with LD's family and coercing Munch into the occasional trek around the area's mountain terrain. MIL graciously blames the altitude (invoked frequently by locals to explain the tourists' more moronic behavior) for her grand-daughter's misconduct.
I love this area of northern New Mexico- the city of Santa Fe, hiking into the Rio Grande gorge, skiing outside Taos, the green chiles and honey-coated sopapillas. But this time there was one very specific and stunningly beautiful reason for our trip.
There was another special occasion celebrated while we were there (and a reminder of why I don't bake) -
view from a second (shorter) hike we did later in the week
** And while on the "only cousin" topic - mom recently announced at the dinner table that if my very-happy-to-be-single sister did not "produce a female heir" by the time Munch turned 16, Munch would inherit all of my mom's jewelry. I think Ashley and I both choked on whatever it was we were eating at the time.