(super picture heavy post)
A couple weekends ago, we were lucky enough to be invited down to Destin to share a few days with my Dad and step-mom. We went down Saturday morning and waited for them to get there. We weren’t going to go on the beach without grandpa and grandma getting there first, so we just hung around the condo, enjoying the gorgeous weather.
:: Beach Trip Day 1::
top row // a sweet picture with daddy on the balcony: feet in the sand for the very first time: contemplating his next move
middle row // chillin on the patio: not thrilled about booty in the sand: sitting in Papa’s lap
bottom row // on daddy’s shoulders: watching the people down below: being a good boy in his high chair at dinner.
:: Beach Trip Day 2::
These are all pretty self explanatory — getting to play on the beach in our awesome pineapple trunks. I mean, there is nothing cuter than a baby on the beach. Nothing.
:: Beach Trip Day 3::
top row // sitting on the big chair outside Back Porch restaurant: selfies with mama: too bright out here!!
middle row // what are y’all eating? I want some: awww, I don’t get any? :beach days with daddy
bottom row // getting thrown up in the air makes him giggle so hard!
We had a good time at the beach — even though the water was freezing, and even if it wasn’t, the red flag was out the whole time we were there. The weather was perfect, we got oysters, and I got to see my step-brother and his twin baby girls. All in all, a pretty sweet trip.