Saturday, July 7, 2012

Day 2 - Rum Point

Tuesday morning we were back at Rum Point and ready to enjoy some sand and sun.


On this vacation Micah has helped me learn something new.  He's taught me how to enter the realm of his imagination.  We've fought dragons and aliens and all sorts of bad guys.  We've pretended to be animals like chickens and dolphins.  We've built castles and dug ponds and created all sorts of characters to live in them...at least until we tore them down or made them explode. 

I have to say, it's pretty fun diving back into the world of imagination and spending time with my 3-year-old on his level. 





The Sandman seems to visit this little guy every day around mid-morning while we are at the beach.  He's taken some really peaceful naps in a few shady spots.


Friday, July 6, 2012

For The Grandparents...

This post is for the grandparents to sit and say, "Awww, look how cute."



 Just snacking on some sand.

Oh, How I Love Nap Time!

Vacations are wonderful!  The beach is spectacular!  Sunny warm weather is the best! 

But nap times are what I long for.

One of the best parts about staying at home with Micah for 7 months when we made the move from Denver to Dallas was nap time.  I love the quiet, peacefulness of it.  I can relax for a few minutes.  Sometimes I can even take a nap myself. 

Silas and Micah don't always take a nap at the same time, but Tom and I have been taking turns enjoying nap time while we've been here.   When one goes down for a nap, one of us gets a little break. Tom usually spends his time fishing, but I've enjoyed long naps and laying in the hammock doing nothing at all!

I found these two upstairs on the balcony while Micah was napping one day. 


It's not often that we get this combination in a photo.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Day 1 - Rum Point

This little sign is hanging at the entrance to our rental home, and I thought it pretty much sums up our life right now.  Just thought I'd share.


I can't believe it is already Thursday.  I have so many pictures to share from our little vacation, and I don't know how I'll find the time to share all of them.  I guess it will keep me busy for a while.  Here's a start:


So far, we've made it to Rum Point at least once each day.  It's a great little beach.  Plain and Simple.  We love it!  We were happy to see that Silas loves it too.  Almost too much.  I think he's eaten an entire bucket worth of sand.  Everytime I turn around he's eating more and more of it.  Hopefully, it won't have any long term effects on him.

The evidence is clearly on his face. :)


I didn't get too many pictures of Tom and Micah that day.  They were in the water as soon as we stepped onto the sand. 

Silas' first time in the ocean.

"I like eating wet sand too."

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Monday, July 2, 2012

Back to the Beach

We're baaaaaaack!  It's our third trip in a year and a half to Grand Cayman.  I think we've found what we consider paradise.   Honestly, could you be unhappy if this was your morning view from your patio?


This morning the kids enjoyed playing in the sand while we had coffee.


And this guy decided to stop by during breakfast. He's a fast little booger.

Check back soon for more pictures during our trip.  I'm hoping to update the blog a few times while we're here and I have some free time.

30 Years

Well, I turned 29 again last week.  Ok, I'm 30.  There, I said it.  I'm 30!  I'm not sure what it is about turning 30, but I feel like I'm "officially" an adult now. 



The day was great!  I worked through the morning and celebrated at lunch with several other co-workers who share birthdays all within a week of mine.  Tom sent me yellow roses--my favorite.  Silas was sick that day, so I went home after lunch to allow Tom to make it to an afternoon meeting.  My relaxing afternoon included enjoying a magazine in the sun while Silas napped and packing for our upcoming trip.  And after dinner, we chowed down on some cookie cake.  Yum!

I'm beginning to come to terms with being 30, and I'm counting my blessings that I've been fortunate enough to see this many years.