We spent the last week of summer at St. George Island. Cory was in the middle of a big project deadline at work (his first big project!) so he had to stay behind for the majority of the trip, but Amelia and I were more than happy to pack up and spend a few days soaking up the sun with the family. And, I might have had too much fun shopping for a teeny tiny baby bathing suit. While I was at it I couldn't resist a little pair of sunglasses. They were too big, but I still don't regret that purchase.
We stayed in a family friend's new beach house and it was beautiful. There was a little boardwalk that led straight out to the beach and we got to know it very well.
Yea. One of those things is not like the other. Namely: Terrifying. Apparently it wasn't an aggressive breed of shark but, I would argue that any amount of shark on the beach is too much for my liking. We took a break from the water after they released him.
One morning we drove down the road to Apalachicola. Just a tiny little beach town with fancy shops, local art, and sea sponge for sale.
There was a very, very cute little chocolate/pastry/gelato shop that sold chocolate covered oysters. We didn't buy one the first time we went, but when Cory came for the weekend, I took him back and told him we had to get one. I just couldn't live with myself knowing I passed up an opportunity to eat something that sounds so disgusting. Everyone tried to talk me out of it. The shop owner even gave me a laundry list of rules I had to follow if I was going to buy it (I can't eat it in the shop, I can't chew it, I have to have a napkin ready for when I spit it out...) but I decided to buy one anyways. That's how I live my life. You guys. If you ever get the chance to try one, take it. And thats all I'll say about that.
When Cory and I took a little date to Apalachicola (he wanted to look at the alligator heads and I needed to buy that chocolate covered oyster--we're pretty romantic) we found a tiny bookstore tucked in a corner. We went in and oohed and awed over pretty books, and bought one for Amelia. Perhaps we'll make book buying on vacations a tradition? Perhaps if we do this we should actually buy books that relate to the vacation we took? We shall see.
Every morning Craig, Amelia and I were the first ones up. Amelia loved to snuggle and watch the sunrise with Grandpa, and I didn't hear any complaints from Grandpa so I let them be. And by letting them be, I mean I took sneaky pictures out the window, obviously.
On our last night there, we had a surprise party for Grandpa. The big 50 this year. It was really surprising because his birthday wasn't for a another two weeks, but by then everyone would be off to school so we partied early.