Back to the Beach
Okay. I'm officially sick. I'm all stuffed up. I can't breathe. I'm living on cold medicine. I need to go back to the beach.
Soo... since I can't do that. I thought I'd go back and daydream about sun, sand, and warmth. :)
Add a few pictures of Victoria, mix it all up, and that's about right.
Here's my Rockin' Beach Babe.
Journaling reads: Just as excited about going home as you were about arriving. We put you to work to use some of that energy.
Your job was to open the door for Daddy when he came up to the room for another load of our suitcases and bags.
Journaling reads: Finally, it’s time to go. You’ve packed all your toys into your very own backpack. And, you’ve got it upon your back. You’re just waiting on the okay to go out the door. The end of our vacation. Time to go.
Labels: OC2008, summer, vacation
