Back to the beach
September 2nd, 2011 § 2 Comments
I know. I have absolutely exceeded my happy-to-be-on-vacation picture limit with this post. I know it. But it was a beautiful week, what with the sunsets and the pool and the falling asleep to waves crashing ashore. Sure, there were the requisite displacement issues for the kids, including two skull-numbing sleepless nights for all involved (sorry Grandpa Herbie), except of course, Rumplestilskin i.e. Grace who would absolutely sleep through a volcano if you let her. This time, I counted myself lucky, as I definitely did not get struck in the head with the giant kite portion of a kite board, like, er, say earlier this summer. Not to worry, I’m fairly sure a good knock to the head can only improve things for me.
Now we are home and ready to enter the post-Labor-Day era of 2011, where we eschew white and regularly question our choice of hearty, brutal, Midwestern winter living. Where we dream of hot sand and cold, blue pool water, and walks in wagons to feed the ducks, and the feeling of pebbles at the shore in our toes. Where we keep our heads up to avoid the closest kite board. Next summer it is, then.
There can never be too many pictures. These are amazing. How I LOVE the one of the two kids holding hands with their backs to the camera.
Thank you Amanda for taking the time and sharing your summer. All of you look so good. The video is precious, I laughed and laughed and laughed some more. It is hard to believe it was a year ago when we saw you. Life is good here. Talk more soon. I love you!