We went to Blue Mountain Beach in Florida and had a great time. Gigi (aka Granny) and Grandaddy spent 8 nights of pure exhaustion with Lucas, Brad, and I. Lucas made sure that Grandaddy didn't get to sleep as late as he usually does. Every time he would get up, he would march down the hallway to Gigi and Grandaddy's room, push the door open, and make sure everyone was awake.
The first day there, we tried the beach. Lucas hated the sand. He wouldn't stand on it and didn't want it in his hand. As much as he loves water, that picture of never-ending water was a little scary. So, we spent the rest of the week at the pool. He's not the least bit afraid of the pool. He'll jump right in. When he wasn't at the pool, he was going up and down , up and down, and up and down the steps around the pool.
We spent several evenings at Seaside. Lucas loved running in the grassy area at their amphitheater. Grandaddy got his exercise running after him. There were a lot of little ones just running and playing. Lucas even got an unexpected hug from a little girl. He wasn't sure what to do, so he just froze.
We had a great time. I'm sure that Gigi and Grandaddy need another vacation now to relax a little. After a week of steps, ring around the rosy, early rising, key lime pie, shaved ice, and constant playing, we finally had to come home. We're looking forward to next year.
