Okay, here's the deal. I will not tell you about all the assorted disasters that befell our trip to Chicagoland today, and you will not complain that the entry is 90% pictures. Right? Right.

Penny was amazingly good. The mornings were a little rough, but usually by the time she'd had some breakfast, she was cute and cheerful and ready to play. She charmed everyone all to pieces.

Grandpa Brooks and Grandma Deb, of course. Grandma Deb won many points with Penny by giving her a little beanie dog. It's Penny's newest favorite toy.

Grandpa "Duck" (Penny's great-grandfather) obligingly drove her (and Matt and I by turns) around their yard in his golf cart, which she loved.

She was amazingly well-behaved at the wedding. A few slices of apple and a handful of crackers kept her quiet enough for me to actually watch the wedding, and then she was mostly happy to visit with various relatives despite a two-hour-long dinner.

She made friends with a little boy named Riley (who shared in her apples and crackers), and everyone agreed that together, they were in danger of being more adorable than the bride.

--Liz