The Beach

Oh, vacation... it was wonderful. Every year, my family and our family best-friends, the Thompsons, go to Navarre Beach, Florida and hole up in a beach house for a week and rarely leave unless it's to buy more food from the grocery store. We have our vacationing down to a very fine art- wake up, eat breakfast, go to beach (boogie board, read under tent, find shells, bury nephews in sand), come in for lunch, take naps/hang out during the hottest part of the day, 2:30/3:00 go back to beach (play bocce ball, throw the frisbee, ride boogy boards, avoid jelly fish, take walks), 7:30 head inside and eat supper, hang out on deck the rest of the night, go to bed, start over.

It's wonderful.

What's most fun now is having Adam be a part of family vacation. I think there's always a 'holding of breath' when you introduce someone new to a familiar group. Maybe when your home town friends meet your college friends at your wedding or when your boyfriend meets your roommates...there's a little fear there, right? Before Adam and I were married, I had never brought a guest on vacation, I adn't been allowed to! (The older brothers ruined that chance for me with a series of girlfriends). Regardless, I'm glad that Adam was the first Camille guest on vacation and I'm happy to report that he fits in darn well. I really enjoy watching he and my brothers interact and get along so well. He's a likeable guy, that one. This was Adam's third Conville beach vacation and I think that by the end of the week we were both not ready to leave. The week flew by and we had to say goodbye to family & those cute nephews.

Counting down the days to next year. Thanks Mom & Dad!