Mission “Christmas Card” was almost a bust.
We tried…
and tried…
and tried…
to capture a beach shot in Fernandina. But the wind nearly blew us away.
When it wasn’t the wind, it was MR complaining about the sun in her face or Huttie, face planting in the sand. We came close a time or two,
but just couldn’t get quite get the shot.
With each picture, it became obvious that we needed a Plan B. Fortunately, our second leg of the journey included a few days on the Georgia coast with Gran C and Big Daddy. On the final day of our trip, we said a quick prayer and headed to a small fishing village called Contentment Point. Reminiscent of the good ol’ days, the village boasts an old storefront that sits on the bluff. Despite frigid, below normal temperatures, the kids behaved beautifully and we were able to get a picture without issuing a single threat.
Our journey down south also included a visit to the Darien Fall Festival.
MR’s first pony ride
I know this has nothing to do with my Christmas card post, but have I mentioned lately how smitten I am with this little man? He’ll be four months old tomorrow, so please excuse my attempt to squeeze two posts into one.
He smiles constantly, only stopping to eat, sleep, and suck his thumb. He’s big, like his cousin Boss, and is already wearing a size 12-18m. “Hutsey” as his big sister calls him, has us all wrapped around his little finger. He rarely cries and continues to be an easy going baby.
Gran C kept him and MR yesterday so G and I could go to the Mart. It was my first time away from Hutsey, and while I missed him tremendously, I was way overdo for some grown up time.