Adventures. Around every corner I see them. The same adventures I experienced as a little girl.
He plays the "wave game", running and belly laughing away from each splashing fold. She picks up seashells, examining each delicate feature. He fearlessly explores the rock formations, further and further from my side. She dances with sea foam somehow knowing it's magical properties.
The only way this scenario could be any richer is experiencing it with a long-time friend. I am in luck. My childhood best friend created the most gorgeous brown-eyed, chocolate curled little girl. She splashes and ventures with my littles. New exploits for a new generation. All on the same shore where our imagination ignited.
These were taken a month ago, I'm just now sharing them. She has grown so much even in this past month. But, more on that for her first birthday pictures.
This little one brings us so much joy. She is full of trouble, getting into everything possible. She eats the grossest things, more than our others. But, she is also so loving and gives the best hugs, complete with back pats. We're kind of in love with her.
This Christmas season is close to my heart. It is the first time back in Florida for Christmas since I was married, eight years ago.
A green Christmas might seem strange, to most. For me, it felt like stepping back in time. Twinkle lights on palm trees, outdoor nativities, soap sud snow machines, and visits to the beach with a light jacket. It is home to me.
Our home has been full of very special visitors of late. When blogging suffers because of real life, I think that is a good problem. The pages of this blog can wait. Memories with friends, family, and little ones are irretrievable.
Here is a sneak into our merry little Florida Christmas, even if it was a month ago.
Reading the final page of "The Door Book" (our Advent countdown book)