We’ve been crazy busy: work has been pretty nuts for Tim and I, James has been learning up a storm at school, we decided to remodel master bath. The remodel was supposed to be a quick re-do, that is now into its fifth week, so we left.
We intended to relax and do not much of anything, but we just couldn’t help ourselves.
We walked 5.5 miles, one way, on this narrow bit of sand.
To visit this….It was an ad…ven….ture.
While we were “resting” James visited with his grandparents. Grandma figured out that James doesn’t like sweets, and can’t feed him whipped cream straight out of the can on the sly like she does her other grandchildren, so she introduced him to Cheetos. He calls them cheetahs. She also introduced him to rabbit hunting in his underpants.
James also practiced riding his bike clothed.
We all came home pretty tired. Isn’t that how vacation is supposed to work?