|Getting out the car is bliss.|
There were some pretty amazing photo ops with all of those neat old buildings. I, however, only had a few spare minutes and one un-napped, hungry toddler for a model. Besides, it was starting to rain. I settled on some shots with an old oak and wished desperately that I had a wider angle lens.
|Daddy's leg is proof that baby was safe- he was holding her shirt.|
I could have laid down in the nook of that tree!
We were trying to walk to Driftwood Beach, but it turned out to be too treacherous. I guess we would have failed pretty miserably in the real Hunger Games. So we went back. At least we saw a little driftwood.
Even when you are miserable and have a bleeding head from zillions of gnat bites, Daddy can still make it better.
One time, when for whatever reason I was supposed to be paying my husband a compliment, I told him matter-of-factly, "You have broad shoulders." He argued that was a statement and not a compliment. I submit the above picture as evidence #1 that it was, in fact, a compliment.
Finally, we had to leave the arena behind and hit the road again. We drove through more storms, I had another whiney melt-down or two, the baby did great and actually napped a little, and we saw this rainbow.
Just when I thought I couldn't take a moment longer, we made it. Made it from Maryland to Florida. GiGi had cookies ready and waiting, and the family was happy.