After our family photos on the Destin beach, we headed to meet Torrey & Kat at Stinkys. Apparently we got the salesman waiter (I’m not a huge fan of servers who just tell me what they think I wanna hear)…but that didn’t take away from the food…which was amazing. like quick-lick-the-drops-of-sauce-off-the-table-top-kinda-amazing.
This is probably the best tasting food we had our entire time there. Overall – A! Bravo! Golf Clap! (below is Kat’s dinner – it had some kinda crab cake, seafood pot pie, and fish)
The last two days we had there were overcast and a little cold. We were all feeling a little worn out from the excessive eating and beaching and most folks decided that they were gonna leave a day early. Us – being the cheapos that we are – wanted to milk the vacation for all it was worth and stayed.
On Saturday, we stayed outta the way while most everyone packed their cars – here’s Will with a demonstration of how to pack the essentials:
We talked Jeff & Jill (Lola’s folks) into staying Saturday and leaving really early Sunday. It was nice because Lola and Will were pretty much on the same schedule and it made it a smidge easier to hang out.
Watch those eyes buddy.
The outside of the rental place was really nice. I love the arched windows and the little terraces.
The inside was well-suited for our needs. I do need to remember to bring more socks next time I go to the beach. I always forget these places have tile floors and they are constantly sandy and dirty. (why yes, that is a play area we made for the kids right next to the bar…where else?!)
The one thing I will always remember about this place is the stairs. There were four flights of spiral staircase…only one person could fit (the treads were really narrow) and they were steep. Thankfully all the kids were very aware of them and stayed the heck away. And we all left with better calves than when we arrived.
Mostly Will got to use the elevator. Thank the heavenly host for the elevator.
We joked that we need one in our house.
I was only joking a little.
Saturday we pulled out the bikes and the helmets and headed for a short ride on the beautiful paths.
Right before we pulled my pregnant belly onto a bike, we talked Torrey & Kat into a quick photo (they were heading out to visit Kat’s parents for Mother’s Day and this was the only photo we got with them!) Note Will’s new comfort technique since Operation Paci Extraction.
We also got one with Jeff, Jill & Lola. I was gonna crop out my head. I feel really swollen faced in these. I don’t know whether to blame my fat levels, my pregnancy or the fact that I ate shrimp or crab every single day.
I wish we could have gotten a big group shot…but that was my fault…I didnt think about it on nights we were all dressed and up for photos.
Bike riding was amazing…the first five minutes. Then the wind picked up. Then we went against the wind. With two screaming toddlers.
So we pulled into Whale’s Tail for some beach food.
I let Will do things that Jeremy doesn’t. Let’s be clear on that. Not because I’m undermining Jer’s parental authority…most times it’s things like climbing on a railing. Jer would think Will would get hurt…or offend someone trying to come down the stairs and use the handrail…or a million other things I never think of.
I, on the other hand, take photos. I feel like it’s good training for his television debut on Survivor: Season 68. Seriously though – I want him to not fear things like heights or bugs or trying new things. I want him to develop a healthy respect for things…but not be scared to try. There are many things in this world that we could all do, if we weren’t scared to try.
Afterward, we practically had to walk the kids home. They were OVER IT. And yes, that “Dora” doll that Will has…it’s Lola’s. It’s her little comforter…and she shared with Will. (yes, we took the helmets off for the photo…otherwise you couldn’t see their very cranky faces)
After a very needed nap, we all just vegged. I love vegging. I’m practically a professional vegetable…you can quote me on that.
Will loved watching the wind surfering guys (that should be the technical term).
He also had a blast smashing this wall of sand. Will & Jer must have spent thirty minutes jumping and smashing and crashing.
This is probably the last true vacation that we will have – just the three of us. Before you know it, we will be a family of four and Will’s world will probably be upsidedown. I think that’s why I spent so much time just soaking him in.
We are bratty sometimes….complainers….unappreciative and overpriveledged….but we have our moments of goodness too. We have our moments of pure thankfulness. We have our moments of soak-it-in-because-it-might-never-be-this-good-again-ness. We have our moments of eat-this-boy-up-because-we-lucked-out-ness. We have a lot of moments…and we are trying hard to not waste them. Because there are no guarantees in this life, right?!
If I could write a letter to Will, I’m sure it would have under ten words or be a few novels long. There is so much to say to him. So much to love. But it all boils down to the fact that I know for a fact that God gave him to me for a reason. God gave me him…and him me. And that is so comforting…and so exhilarating.
Will has initiated a kiss from me only a handful of times. I ask him for kisses all the time…and he always obliges the Mommy wishes happily – but asking me for one…without any prompting from me? Yeah. Rarer than a carb free Snickers bar.
So you can consider me thrilled when Will asked for a kiss and Jeremy was there to capture it.
The last day was Sunday. Mothers Day. And we decided to take our time to pack up…empty the fridge…check under the beds…throw the wet clothes in a grocery bag…and loaded up the car to head home.
Even the sea was sad to see us go…
What a wonderful way to end it…spending ten hours in the car with the two men I love is the perfect way to spend Mothers Day 🙂