Florida: Vaca, Sweet Vaca

It was a vacation that vacations are made of.

Her first feel of sand in her toes...

...and between her fingers.

Time spent on the beach...

Savoring the chance to take these chubby-cheeked smiles in.

Shoulder rides high in the sky...

Snuggles and photo ops...

Water play...
...and more beach-side snuggles. And a good friend? All the better.
Over-sunned smiles.
Time in the tent

and time exploring.
Toes in the pool...
Play time with Daddy...
And time spent taking it all in.

That?

That's the vacation vacation's are made of.

31 Weeks

Safety Net

Oh, my goodness.

I have been too busy to blog. I'm trying to get a handle on my life and have, as my mother calls them, "margins."

There are none right now. Travel and work and baby and household and nasty bout of the stomach flu have my home in a constant state of dissary. And I don't even know how to spell dissary.

And spending time with and enjoying this baby is my #1 priority. The blog updating will have to wait, cause babies? They don't keep.

As a matter of fact, you BLINK and they're 8 months old. 8.

And pulling up on things and walking supported and dive-bombing off chairs...



...lucky their grand-dads...



...are there to catch them.



This week?

He was there to catch me, too.

I am so thankful for him.

Nothing like knowing your father is always there to catch you.