the nutella to my banana creme crepe, as it were

Thursday evenings are like the shining beacon of hope in the darkness of my week. Sam says the holy grail to my Monty Python. Jason says the nutella to my banana creme crepe. I say the thin mints to my otherwise healthy dinner (and breakfast, and lunch, and afternoon recess break...).

On Thursday evenings we get together with our best friends, the Bennetts. With the Bennetts, it's like "torn-up sweatpants? no shower? no problem!" (and I show up in sweatpants way more often than not).  It's so easy to relax and be ourselves around them. Plus they have the world's cutest one-and-two-month year old who says "uh-oh!" and has eyelashes women pay hundreds of dollars to get in salons. Side note: I should probably get a baby of my own one of these years so I can stop obsessing over other people's babies.

Anyway, last Sunday we had a picnic. Way too much fresh fruit, pie-in-a-mason-jar desserts made by Jessa, and a lot of lounging around in general. It was the first picnic of the season, and I say we make it a tradition!

*Most of these pictures were taken by my ward of the state, who is becoming quite the little grown up young man photographer.

Do you have friends like that?
And don't you just love them?