What a Fabulous trip. Fabulous weather. Fabulous friends. Fabulous family. Fabulous beach. Fabulous food. Fabulous drinks. Fabulous sun. Fabulous lilly. Fab. Fab. FAaaa-aB!
Flying with an infant = SCARY. I was so worried I would be THAT crazy mother with THAT screaming infant. I was prepared to get dirty looks, evil comments, and eye rolls. But you know what? I was pleasantly surprised. People aren't the evil airplane baby haters that I thought they would be. There is good in the world!!!! Lilly did great and flirted with everyone she saw --flashing that adorable mushy squishy gum overloaded grin. Those of you worried about flying with a baby-- If dramatic-emotional-crazy-control-freak-momma can do it, SO CAN YOU. Bring bottles....lots of bottles. Lilly drank 4 in 6 hours. Flying apparently makes babies ravenous. Who knew?
Our days consisted of...
morning strolls on the beach
deciding between pool or beach...beach or pool
staking claim on beach chairs, only to have them stolen, stealing them back, stank eyeing the evil cranky over tanned old ladies who stole them
working on project GET TAN 2010
putting lilly down for a nap. putting her BACK down for a nap 10 min later. rocking her BACK to sleep.
fish the sand outta lils mouth x 2,000
sweet potatoes!!!!!!!!!
bath in sink.
gussy up time
nightly picture poses on the beach
BIG OLAFS
Repeat for 5 days. :)
