I was looking through summer pics tonight and realized how much I loved this trip.
We went to Maine. Just the 3 of us. Our first family vacay. We asked for a room with a balcony so we could sit outside and look at the stars after Grant went to bed. We ate lobster. Grant played on the beach in the sand and it was the first time he could really enjoy it. We walked on the cliffs overlooking the ocean.
Grant didn't take a nap in the hotel room once in spite of our efforts. We ate out every meal where one of us was up from the table at least half the time, chasing an active 1 year old. We were home by 8 both nights. I'll look back years from now and forget those parts and remember it as perfect.


Toddler joy.
You're coming, right mom?
















