Rosemary Beach Post 3

We filled our days with fun activities.

We took C&G to the book store for story hour.

G was all about the books.

She pulled them off the bottom shelves, as if they weren't in order or something!

I kinda spy some waves in that hair.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will start to curl.

We listened to information about sea turtles.

Caroline was a very good listener.

Like her Aunt Bee, she is a rule follower to the nth degree!

They were offering an art class immediately after story hour, so Caroline put her collaging skills to the test.  She didn't quit believe me when I told her Mod Podge dried completely clear.

I was all like "hello?  I'll show you some crazy photo boxes I made back in 1996.  Mod Podge dries clear, lady!"

She caved and smeared it over the top of her sea animals.

That was after the art teacher backed up my claim.

G hung out with the shop dog, Rhodie.

She may have put one of his toys in her mouth.

Mom shot some sweet pictures of the cousins.

G loves a Sophie!

We walked around the town square and I represented Indy with my 317.

We dolled up our little lady and took her out for sushi.

They seated us in a corner with a bench and tons of pillows.  The high chair was a total hot mess so we wedged G in the corner and Robby and I bookended our knees to form a barrier.

She played happily during our wonderful meal with Robby and Meghan.  Note the formula bottle next to the sake.  I put this picture on Instagram and my friend Lauren said it looked like G photobombed Rob and Meghan.

I agree.

Hilarious!

We watched a few minutes of the production on the square after dinner.

We were sure to tell G that sushi and the theatre make quite the elegant evening out on the town.

They had a Farmer's Market on Thursday and I tried a lavender cupcake.  I was uncertain, but was enchanted by this little bird on top in edible paint.

It was delicious!

YaYa and Bob took G to breakfast solo one morning.

C and G spent a lot of time in the back courtyard with the garden hose.  My baby is looking super classy in her diaper.

The bow makes it slightly less trashy, I think.

On our final day my gracious family agreed to take Lady G out with them to dinner so T and I could celebrate an early anniversary dinner.

Genevieve decided she was in love with Uncle Chip's beard.  

My mom was determined to get a frame-worthy picture for Abby and Papi.

They had gotten Genevieve this darling pink beach chair for our trip.

Mission accomplished!

Rosemary Beach Post 2

Our week was full of kissin' cousins.

Caroline was very attentive to Genevieve.

We swam a lot at the pool that was just across the street from our house.

Genevieve loved it, despite her expression here.

Sometimes I'm just so amazed at how strong genetics are.

That is such a me face.

G's float from Abby and Papi allowed her to lounge in the pool under some shade.

This might be my favorite of the trip.

We discovered that G understood cause and effect.

Once Caroline jumped in and splashed her once, she started to close her eyes when she saw Caroline running to jump in.

Smart baby, I say!

She spent a lot of quality time touching Bob's stache.

We went to yoga, which was fabulous.

I hosted my own private session on the lawn.

No one joined me.

I laugh at my solitude!

We went to La Cocina for Mexican food.

G was very good through dinner, thanks to entertainment by Uncle Chip.

Rosemary Beach Family Vacation Post 1

We just returned from a magical week in Rosemary Beach, Florida.

We went with my side of the family, which included my parents, sister Katie with husband Chip and cousin Caroline, and Robeghan.

All cats and dogs were left at home.  3 carloads from Indiana and one from Tennessee traversed South to meet up at a most lovely home.  

We stayed at Birdie's Nest Cottage in Rosemary Beach.

It's worth a Google.

It was beautiful and worked for all of our napping, snacking and Cards against Humanity needs.

I will break this down into a few posts since I took lots of pictures.

Sister Katie created this at the beginning of our trip, from a photo taken at the swanky Drury Inn and Suites.

I say they just stick with the Inn part.

Suites is a stretch.

We strolled once we arrived at our house and parked the car.  I loved all of the gas lanterns and courtyards.

While Katie and Chip got settled, we took Caroline for a snow cone because I am an awesome aunt.

They only took cash.

We had $3.

A small snow cone runs you $4.

That was awkward.

A lovely fellow vacationer floated me a dollar so that the ice wasn't the only thing to melt down.

Charity exists, my friends.

Caroline skipped away with watermelon, the only flavor I won't eat.

Drat!

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The first night we went to La Crema Tapas and Chocolate.

Screw the tapas part.

I was all over some chocolate.

Actually, it was all over me and my shorts.

I had champagne and dark chocolate fondue.

T has to support his school as you can see.

This didn't jive with my photo envisioning.

I was sure to let him know.

On Day two we rocked the beach.

Baby girl didn't like the beach, sand or waves.

She's actually flipping out here.

Fussy baby + Polish thighs= Reality

Caroline and Trinity swam and dug their way to China.

YaYa kept G out of the sand.

10 Months

I'm a week late on this post, but we have been in Florida.  We drove straight through on the way back and we are all feeling a little zapped.  I gave Genevieve a bath and completed this photo session this morning.  She's now 10 months, 1 week but better late than never.  

On Father's Day our little lady starting crawling and things haven't been the same since.  She had an ear infection right before we left on vacation and I spent a lovely three days with her crawling behind me, crying and saying "Momma" repeatedly.  I might have scratched out my own eyeballs, but I lacked the fingernails to do so.

This was our most difficult photo session yet.  A rocking chair and a crawler do not mix.

I also grabbed the mouse instead of Fancy Nancy.  

  You get the picture.

23 lbs of precious uncooperativeness.

An over the shoulder glance.

So hip.

I reached out just in time before this became a royal 2 foot face plant on the hardwood floor.

Crawling foiled!

Dang!