A vacation is a fabulous thing. And the baby? And all the extra work that comes with him? All fabulous.
Saturday began our journey to the world of the Outer Banks. It was a 5 hour drive, and with only 30 minutes left, our otherwise perfect backseat driver let us know (in no uncertain terms) that it was time for a break. Although, on a deserted North Carolina road, there isn't much to offer in the way of rest stops. Until we found a Farmer's market. Perfection.
Will's dirty face here is courtesy of Mommy's chocolate ice cream cone.
It was the beginning of a fabulous series of days and events.
Like Will's first trip to the beach.
And the first feel of warm sand between one's fingers and toes.
If you're 8 months old, the sand inevitably goes from your fingers to your mouth. Of course.
Will's parents have anxiously awaited this: the first dip of baby feet into the Atlantic.
Our Memorial Day week is off to a fabulous start, indeed.
More fun awaits. Can't wait to experience more Fabulous Firsts.