So, funny story, I lost the memory card that contained all the pictures from our adventure, and after moving our bed during a little spring cleaning I found it...so the post may go on...9 months later.
So, a few weeks months ago we rented a house in Seagrove Beach, Florida with two other families and spent some much needed time together. By the end of our visit Matthew told me repeatedly that he just wants to live at our "other" house. I wish son, I wish.
The weather was gorgeous, the sand was...well EVERYWHERE and the kids loved digging in it, the water was still a bit churned up from Isaac but that didn't keep us out of it. Kimber was a little fearless with the waves, Matthew got to snorkel with Willie and thought that was AWESOME. We had this big giant table we ate most of our meals and there is something dream come true-ish about gathering 10+ people around a big table.
There was a lot of cheeseball consumption.
and a lot of sunscreen applying, though not so many pictures
and a lot of digging
and a wedding
that we may have crashed...well technically they crashed our vacation as we
claimed our shady spot a good 8 hours prior to their ceremony???
and some wrestling
and some bucket duty
and some pirating of ships
and some eating
and a little resting
some hand holding
We were glad to get home and feel ever so blessed by our Alabama family.
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