Florida was fun. We stayed at my parents' new home and saw more of their community. Can't say I blame them for wanting to live in a place that does not require snow boots and ice scrapers. It was a short visit, but we packed a lot of things into our days and made the best of it. I'll post tidbits this week.
The weather wasn't quite as warm as it was last year when we went, and they are still recovering from severe frosts just a week ago. So, oddly enough, their yards and landscape looked a lot like ours at home. That also meant no dazzling array of sunshine-and-color flooded photos this go-round (see some of last year's here), but that's ok. I know we'll be back soon. Plus, we were in flip-flops for 4 days. I am not complaining!
And now we are back to reality. Nothing says 'Welcome Home' like as-yet-unpacked suitcases, unmade beds, and a basket of clean laundry to fold (tossed into the dryer just before we left), does it? We got in around 10:40 last night and I'm still trying to find my bearings.I just don't have the energy to tackle it today, so we may be in for an extended homecoming.
We did have a teensy breakthrough this morning though. Somebody woke up dry.
That someone is turning 3 in four weeks. How is that possible?
(I can't believe I'm going to post a picture of our toity/princess seat combo. It's quite the throne. Har har.)