A group of us headed up to Sundance on Sunday after talking all night the previous night. The air was cooler up there. The tranquility of sitting by a peaceful brook was broken only by the rescue of an errant binky. Steve and the kids went up on the lift to see the view while Aaron, Marc, Julie, Zilia, Eloise and I headed up to the stage where Marc once performed in Westside Story. They did Irish dance on the Sundance Stage. I did breastfeeding in the Sundance audience. Even Eloise did a bit of dancing on the stage. Aaron let the kids take pictures with his camera and they really loved it. Zilia rubbed my shoulders and neck by a stream. We thought it was a fine way to end the weekend. As it turned out Marc and Julie ended up staying many more days.