the beginning and end of day one

A tropical vacation at the end of winter is not that unusual for Canadians.

We have done it a few times before around our anniversary but this time we invited our dearest ones to share the ocean breezes...

experience the feeling of sand sticking to wet toes..

and witness the sweet realization that there is ice cream ready to scoop whenever. 

The last time I had visited the airport with the two oldest...

they stuck close to each other.

Somethings don't change that quickly and now the three oldest explored the gate and compared the information they had gathered about the flight they would experience for the first time ...

together.

He watched the horizon..

and I watched him.

The day flew by...

and by the time we rolled into the resort the weary tot was carried.

Imagine dreaming you are flying to a place with a suitcase of flip flops and swim suits and sunscreen and happy expectations...

and then waking up and realizing your dream is coming true.

That is how the first day began...

and ended.

I'll take my sweet time remembering this vacation.

There were no exciting excursions so don't tune in hoping to see where we went.

We took an excursion to a vacation.

Someday they'll want to remember it too and they'll see it here on Grammie's blog.

all for now...