Beach Vacation 2014
May 2014 (a post from a blog circle called "a letter to our sons")
Dear Carter,
Last year when you were around 5 month old, we took you to Hilton Head. It was a great family vacation, even though we were not able to do much. I couldn't wait to take you to the beach the next year, when you could play in the sand, swim in the pool, and not have to nurse every two hours like you did back then!
So, at almost 15 months old, we were on our way to that vacation. A vacation to do all of the things above. It was going to be so amazing!
(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA---oh my---how it was NOTHING like we planned)
Unfortunately, you hate the sand. You don't like your hands being dirty. The only thing on the beach you were interested in were the sea gulls and the snacks that were in the beach bag. You were also getting two molars and having a really rough time with them. Well, no problem. We could work around those things...it is still the beach..in Florida..we could still have a good time.
(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA---oh my---how it was NOTHING like we planned)
Let me backtrack a minute. Before we left for vacation, I showed your daddy the forecast of rain on a couple days that we were going to be down there. You daddy said something like, "Oh, it's Florida...when it rains there it clears up and goes away fast. It isn't like here." Well Carter, your daddy was WRONG!
Let's just say that it started thunder-storming, and didn't stop for about 48 hours! Guess what that caused? Flooding. BAD BAD Flooding. The elevators stopped working, the parking garages flooded, the pool area was completely under water, and we were forced to literally sit inside the entire rest of the vacation. The employees who worked there said they had never seen anything like that in 36 years. Yeeeaahhhhhhhh......
The silver lining was that we did get about 2 days of sunshine and we got LOTS of family time. We weren't working, cleaning house, running errands, etc. We were just together. That was nice.
Luckily, we captured a few shots on the first sunny day in Destin, FL. They weren't planned, and you had just busted your forehead on the concrete, keeping with the theme of this trip, but at least we have those memories! ;)
Love you,
Mama