Well, we had a great trip to Florida. I'd better get rid of this blog before Michael is old enough to read, because I don't want him to get too big for his britches, but he was very nearly a perfect kid on the two flights. And the airlines were wonderful. I'm usually expecting the luggage to get lost or the lines to be long or the seats to be over-filled, but everything went really well. We flew on American Airlines on the way down and when we got to the security line two security guards came over and one took the diaper bag, one took the stroller and they took Michael and I to the front of the line. We went with Northwest on the way home and Michael slept the entire trip. I believe it was his Christmas gift to me. And when we landed in Detroit, he went right back to sleep in the car after dinner and slept all the way home. What a kid.
The visit was great. We didn't have to wonder more than 1/2 second whether Michael was going to remember his Grandma and Grandpa. He sure was excited to see them and he's getting very good at giving hugs, so they were able to get stocked up on those until spring. And Grandma got Michael all caught up on fish kisses. It's
weird the things kids remember. Michael enjoyed being outdoors again--I think he's got cabin fever up here in Michigan. He spent most of his time out on the porch building block towers with Grandpa or helping to count the stones in the drive way. That's a pretty big project, but that kid can focus. And we had a cookout at the beach on Christmas. I know some people dream of a white Christmas, but I dream of a white sand beach. It was beautiful. Michael didn't know what to think about the water, but he loved the sand. He's a kook. Here's some pictures:
"I sure like my Grandpa!"

Do you see my fun rocket? And all these stones!

Christmas pajamas

I'm not afraid of the waves. I don't think...

"Momma, maybe we should move, my feet are sinking"

"I might put all this sand in my hair..."

"It took Grandma a long time to get the sand out"

"Momma, I don't think we're ready to say goodbye--you go ahead and go."
3 comments:
Thank you! Thank you! Your Christmas looks a little different from ours but no less appealing. Just tonight I came across a picture of your mom and she didn't have blond hair back in 1993. That Florida sun!
Thanks for the pictures Jamie!
The pictures are neat!
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