Babymoon 2012

Last week, Adam and I were able to get away to the beach for our last vacation without a little person tagging along (Silas was there of course, just tucked away in my belly). It was so needed and so much fun to spend time with my favorite person in the whole, wide, world without the distractions you can have with the every day routine.

The view from our balcony. We found a really great deal on Expedia for our hotel. It was about a 3 minute walk to the beach and had a king size bed which was so comfy. Their continental breakfast was not so great; they carried a cereal called 40 Percent Bran. We joked that sometimes 100 percent is perhaps just too much.

Adam is working hard to secure our umbrella to protect my ghostly-white skin from too much sun.

Do you see what I mean by ghostly-white? This is the skin God gave me and it doesn't tan, so I won't complain too much.

We spent our time on the beach people watching, doing puzzle books (Adam hates them, but was a trooper and did them with me), talking, and swimming in the very clear waters of Destin, FL.

While clearing some litter from the water, Adam found and rescued this little guy and proceeded to become fast friends.

We set him back in the water towards freedom or to get stuck in an empty milk jug again. We saw a shark in the water while swimming, not once, but twice. We decided to rent a sea kayak for an hour to go hunt him down. Of course, we never saw the shark again, but the kayak was a lot of fun. I love all the adventures Silas gets to take part in; such a busy little guy with sea kayaking, swimming with sharks, running half marathons, etc.

We overheard a woman one day at the beach talking about the pictures they were going to take at sunset and how everyone was supposed to wear white. Adam and I talked about this and he thought that was a silly idea to dress up in white and take pictures (no offense to anyone who does that) so we decided to take our own version of those said pictures. Here are a few of my favorites :)

Hiding in tall grass like Adam and Eve. This one cracks me up!

Even if Adam started taking those pictures to be funny, we did end up with some really good, "traditional" beach pictures. Deep down, I think he likes traditions, but just wants to make them his own and I think that's pretty great.

It's hard to believe that next year there will be a little, baby, boy in the sand with us. I can't wait to see through his new little eyes what he thinks of all the different parts of God's creation. Maybe I will see them anew too.