Aunt Charlene, Aunt Gina, Granny, and Mom (Aunt Gail was with us too but she must have left by the time I got this picture).
Cracking up in the car ride home.
Kissing Mimi in the boat at the outlet malls.
Possum in hand, even on the nasty playground and sandy beach.
The boys and their TV.
Before Wes and I went on our date....Jay was not in the picture-taking mood.
Swimming!
I love this one :)
Filling up on caffiene...just what we needed, right!
Why I love this beach!
What a pose!
Playing in the sand (the 10min he was not running back to the pools!)
Jay carefully watched as Granny ate her chicken wing, then knawed on his like a dog...he refused to give it up...who knew that would be a wild toddlers entertainment while we ate.
Running around the pool and Mom and Aunt Gina try to tame him.
His favorite activity of the week.
out like a light after a hard day of playing....but not without possum. :)
Again, the most beautiful beach ever!
Floating in his boat.
He has his wagon pack and is taking it to the beach...and don't worry, possum is in there!
Maybe he is tired of pictures???
"chillin out" on the balcony......with "you know who"
Here are the rest of the pictures from our trip. Jay had a great time and was constant entertainment....including several "Jay-style" temper tantrums that made his transition to "the terrible twos" complete. It was good to spend time with my aunts and grandmother even though we all felt Dad's absence throughout the week. We all still miss him so much and Destin has always been such a special place to us that it just didn't seem right to be there without him. It's a shame how some things just don't get easier with time and knowing that they will never be complete again tends to bring all of the emotions of losing him back to the surface. And seeing how we all still ache for him is at the same time soothing and painful. But in the end, we all needed to be with each other, enjoying the bond we all have-one that has been made stronger through tragedy.
Possum in hand, even on the nasty playground and sandy beach.
The boys and their TV.
Before Wes and I went on our date....Jay was not in the picture-taking mood.
Swimming!
I love this one :)
Filling up on caffiene...just what we needed, right!
Why I love this beach!
What a pose!
Playing in the sand (the 10min he was not running back to the pools!)
Jay carefully watched as Granny ate her chicken wing, then knawed on his like a dog...he refused to give it up...who knew that would be a wild toddlers entertainment while we ate.
Running around the pool and Mom and Aunt Gina try to tame him.
His favorite activity of the week.
out like a light after a hard day of playing....but not without possum. :)
Again, the most beautiful beach ever!
Floating in his boat.
He has his wagon pack and is taking it to the beach...and don't worry, possum is in there!
Maybe he is tired of pictures???
"chillin out" on the balcony......with "you know who"
Here are the rest of the pictures from our trip. Jay had a great time and was constant entertainment....including several "Jay-style" temper tantrums that made his transition to "the terrible twos" complete. It was good to spend time with my aunts and grandmother even though we all felt Dad's absence throughout the week. We all still miss him so much and Destin has always been such a special place to us that it just didn't seem right to be there without him. It's a shame how some things just don't get easier with time and knowing that they will never be complete again tends to bring all of the emotions of losing him back to the surface. And seeing how we all still ache for him is at the same time soothing and painful. But in the end, we all needed to be with each other, enjoying the bond we all have-one that has been made stronger through tragedy.
Back to the trip: Jay was not into the beach this time, surprisingly. He just wanted to go to the pools so he could swim around with us and, of course, jump without hesitation into the pool whether we were ready or not. I swear this child will be the death of me! He was amazed by the birds and thought it was so fun to chase them all over the beach but couldn't understand why they kept getting away. We built sandcastles for the sole purpose of destroying them thanks to Jay and stalked the repair men around the resort as long as they had a power tool in hand. He loved riding in the elevators but insisted he have "possum" and "monkey" go with him at all times. Riding on the luggage cart was a big hit too. We even got to shop at the outlet malls thanks to playgrounds that kept Jay very busy. I'm not sure how I am going to get him to stop running around the pool though--I must have said, "slow down!" at least a hundred times and still that did not prove effective. He started saying "please" and "ouch" this week also and I confess, it is pretty much impossible not to give him what he wants when he looks at you with those sweet blue eyes and says, "preassse?" He, as usual, was obsessed with Granny's walker and pushed it around the condo as long as he could until it got "tuck" on something which would then cause a terrible breakdown. We decided with all of the attitude in his baby talk, he must be cussing at it. And as for old possum....it has been washed and is back with Jay in the crib tonight. Papa Tim and Mama Ross bought Jay that when we were at Cracker Barrell a few months ago after he picked it up and refused to give it up. I swear, it is the ugliest thing I've ever seen but he is IN LOVE with it. It is now a vital member of the family. Of all of animals in the world though, you would think he'd fall for one just a little bit cuter! I think the pictures tell the rest but all in all, Jay had a blast.....and is spoiled rotten again!
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