Sanibel Island, Florida= Highly Recommend!
And if you EVER get a chance to do it Sorenson-Style, drop everything, pack your bags and wait patiently for Mom and Dad S to pick you up! We are beyond thankful for this wonderful ‘summer tease’ vacay with our parents/grandparents! We brought home enough memories (and seashells) to tide us over for a long long time 😉
We’re going to break this blog down a little differently… mostly because, try as I did (not that hard), I could not narrow down the pics. So here goes with more swimsuit pictures than you ever wanted to see of the Sorenson Family!
Section One: Getting to the beach
If you asked us how the girls did on the flight out, immediately afterward we would have said, “Ava was great, Elle not so much.” After having experienced the flight home… I don’t even remember the flight out but I’m pretty sure I would take that first flight ANY DAY. Though Ava was perfect on all flying (and driving) legs of the trip, Elle was SO bad! Now, I love that baby. More than anything. But she was so unbelievably challenging that there are almost no words… almost. I’ll just say, there were tears. mine. end of story. Now, back to the trip out, check out all those bags! The drive, though a little long (for me), was beautiful! And, how did we quiet our loud one? I propped some Sid The Science Kid right in front of her little face!
Every waking moment Pool Time
Look at these cuties on day one. I want to dive right into this picture right now!
There was a hair salon. Open for business any time someone would respond to our little princess’s broken record question, “Can we go swimming after this?” or later in the week respond to her revised version, “Do you know what I like? Swimming.”
Only time she was content. Like sister, like sister. Well, pool time it is 🙂
We’ve got a swimmer (she comes WITH the tube) and a waver, “Hi Da” Me (repeatedly) “I’m Mom, but hi Elle”
Family swimming. I can’t think of anything better.
We had so much fun enjoying how easy-going and fun our Ava girl is. She is a traveler just like her Dad. She was NOT ready to come home. Not one bit!
Section 3: Our one family picture: The Grandparents are cute and so is Elle when she’s not whining
Think this was my favorite restaurant, Cips. Can’t say the Long Island Iced Tea and Margaritas all around didn’t help after a full day of sunshine!
cute. cute. cute.
Section 4: Beaching, Shelling and Snacking
“Elle don’t eat sand” Baby loves ocean, beach, shells… mostly for eating, but love nonetheless. Ava was not happy on day one. Fear settles in as we wonder what we will do with this girl for the countless beach vacations that the future was sure to hold for our family. AHHHHHHH! Ken and Kurt contemplate…
Our girl comes through. Praise God! Though she’s not into the water part, we’ve got a beach walking, shell collecting gal! Thankful for her Daddy who did some therapy and converted our ‘beach hater’!
Eating a shell… keep this picture small please, my hair- yikes!… Ava doing some digging
Now this is more like the scenes I’ve had in my head all these years… How beautiful to watch dreams become reality and having these moments caught on film… LOVE!
These beaches were so awesome. You can’t really tell in the pictures but if you dig into the wet sand with your heel, it’s just shells and shells underneath- so cool!
Section 5: “Here we go-go-go-go…. on an adventure” (hope there are some Cat in the Hat cartoon fans out there and I hope when you read this that dang song gets stuck in your head too!)
Don’t they look like they are on a mission and ready for an adventure? They are.
We loaded them up and biked ’em around. It was so much fun, mostly because there wasn’t so much as a hill to make this ride feel like a workout. There was sweating, but that’s Florida, and Mary and I decided that the sweating was really good for cleaning our our pores… so a very successful morning overall. And, Elle ends up holding someone’s hand… cute every time.
Section 6: The Gator hunt and I think I’m funny
We heard about some Alligator hot spots. We headed over at least 3 times to snag a look. Kurt- “Hmmmm, where are those guys?”
This, much to our disappointment is the only Gator we saw.
Section 7: I think I’m a photographer
Everyone takes this picture at the beach, right? It’s some kind of club I think- I don’t know much about it, but I think I’m in.
Oh, ya know, the highlights, low lights, shampoo, conditioner, etc. from Ava’s Salon.
Baby Havianas… Have you ever seen anything so adorable in all you life? Well just wait til I capture a picture of Elle in hers…
Wanna visit yet?
“The Cabin” as we all refer to the Sorenson’s Pagosa Springs home was just calling Kurt’s name… As the winter months are slowing but surly wrapping up the cabin call got louder and louder. “Are you gonna get to snowboard Kurt? At least once?” He couldn’t deny the screaming in his mind for one more week. I’ll admit, it did take me pondering a full weekend with 2 girls, without dad, all alone to make a decision but… I am very glad we made the trip! Though the car-ride was less than relaxing, and the nights weren’t the most restful, there is nothing, NOTHING that compares to that first sip of beer in the cold mountain air. The car is unloaded. The fire is warming up. The laughter over dinner is a given. The silliness that seeps out of all of us during games is bonding. The surprising conversations that are sparked are always, well, surprising. The joy and fun our kids have just being on vacation, surrounded by snow, an abundance of snacks and a long stream of movies and pretending is palpable. It is always such a good reminder that getting away, even if not relaxing is refreshing. Cheers to a Pagosa Weekend! I even found a few joyous moments for myself. With a house full of napping children I drank a my 3rd cup of coffee of the day, snacked on a Big Hunk, turned on Sex and the City and crocheted away at the scarf that I might finish in time for next winter. It was an hour an a half of food for my soul.
I didn’t make it into 1 single picture… oops, I need to work on that.
“Grab your rusty bike
and meet me next
to second street.
We’ll go for a ride
down the road
to Bethany Beach.
The lightning strikes
so finish your fries
and come with me.
And we’ll be so happy…”
We were so sure we weren’t going to make it to the annual Herig-Harney Bethany Beach Vacation. We had been bummed for months thinking that everyone (seriously EVERYONE) would be there this year and how if our baby was just due a few weeks earlier we might be able to make it…When Noelle was born 20 days early almost the first thing out of my dad’s mouth was, “do you guys want to come to Bethany???” I laughed him off- please, our baby would only be four weeks old! Well, two weeks in I causally mentioned that we really should have more seriously considered their offer… that was all it took. By the end of the day we had plane tickets and some wonderful anticipation brewing in our tummies! Honestly though as soon as it was a sure thing we had some minor freak outs- what were we thinking going on a beach vacation with a 4 week old and a 2 and a half year old who hates the beach? was this really a wise parenting decision? not to mention…ummm, I was going to have to wear a swimsuit 😉 We spent a good part of a week preparing and in the end we don’t have one regret! The trip was great beginning to end! Both girls did great on the 4 hour plane ride and 3+ hour car ride, we spent 7 wonderful days on the beach, eating yummy boardwalk food, swimming in the pool, playing tennis and basketball, doing a little shopping, playing games, sharing over many “happy hours”, and enjoying some family bonding time. We can’t thank PaPa and JoJo enough for their generosity! You guys truly went above and beyond and BB 2010 will always have a very special place in our hearts!