I will start off by saying that Sunday was a much calmer day than Saturday was. The kids didn't cake themselves in mud and Michael didn't scare me. I was able to visit and catch up with the rest of the family. I think its been a few years since I'd last seen half of them. There were new babies to see, upcoming weddings to hear about and phone numbers/email addresses to exchange.
This poor pig had the unfortunate luck of becoming our dinner. Well, not my dinner, but everyone else's. I saw it with its eyes and teeth and just couldn't eat it. Michaels sister got the tongue and went around sticking it out at everyone. It kinda freaked me out for a second until I realized that it was the pigs' tongue.