Most of yesterday was overcast, but in a way, it let us take advantage of all our toys without having to worry about heat stroke. We pulled out my new Waboba ball, as well as the frisbee, football and bocce ball set–and even Grandma got in on some of the action.
After James showed everyone the proper way to do squats, we made up our own team building exercise. Notice my dad’s heels coming off the ground? That’s a no-no. But more than likely, my mom is doing something crazy and yanking him across the squat circle. We attempted to rotate to the right in the squatting position, but I’ll spare you from those photos. (And I’m sure my family would kill me).
And all this took place before noon.
At noon, we came back inside to watch the first half of the Georgia game before heading to Skull Creek Boathouse for a late lunch at half-time.
At the restaurant, we continued to bask in Georgia’s glory while we ate platters of seafood. My personal favorites were the hushpuppies and the seafood chowder.
We headed back to the beach for a couple hours in the afternoon, and after my sister Ellen was attacked by a jellyfish, the two of us decided to call it quits for the day.
But with energy to spare, we settled on a mile and a half run to the bike shop, where we rented two bikes for two days. I requested baskets on both (probably some leftover childhood dream of mine), and good thing, because we rode to the General’s Store and bought a few souveniers.
The day ended with full bellies and some after-dinner games. All in all, a great start to the weekend. But tomorrow, I’m ready for some sun.
That is beautiful! Thanks for sharing. You don’t hear about family vacations like that anymore. Well atleast I don’t. It is good to know that families can still get together without driving each other insane.
I’ll remember the next time I am doing squats to keep my feet flat on the ground.
Family vacations are my favorite–despite the fact that I’m now 28! Nothing will ever replace all those memories. When we were little, we fussed in the car the whole ride down. But somewhere along the path to grownup-hood, we realized how great we really have it.