Beauty and the Beach: Episode I

When I told Leo I was tired when we pulled into our driveway after a 9 hour drive with a (almost) six month old and a driver who weaves more than all the factories in China, he rolled his eyes and was all "Not like you've been driving since 3 am". And I was all "not like you packed everyone's crap up, loaded the car, STILL hopped up at 2:45am, fed, entertained and changed a baby, AND successfully held YOUR bladder." HA.

Yes, we did make both trips there and back at 3 in the morning. We figured the longer amount of time Beau could spend asleep, the better. And for the most part it worked out really well. We had a super week. Again, thank you Leo and Pat! I took so many pictures that I'm going to have to break this post up... These are mostly of Beau enjoying the beach. We spent one day with the Furlongs of south Florida so those pics will soon follow!

Vero Beach is so beautiful, and there was hardly anyone there! (Notice how you don't see anyone else in the picutres! It was crazy!) It was wonderful and Beau loved both the beach and the pool...and we spent a lot of time at both. Everyone we saw stopped to talk to Beau because he was his usual charming self. Leo and I joked that when we used to travel by ourselves people would never just start talking to us, but hold a cute baby and you become the most approachable people in the world. Beau spent a lot of time making new friends. Mom spent a lot of time on her tan.

I love the shark on his tush.This was our private deck. The pool and bar were right down those stairs...and look at that view! This and the next few pictures are at sunrise. One of the things you get to enjoy when you have a six month old. I was standing on our deck for both of these pictures.

I was trying to take a picture of Leo's facial hair because it is actually copper when the sun hits it. I couldn't capture the color, but I love the reflection in his glasses...

Greetings Blogger. Just wanted to let you know that we are leaving tomorrow for Vero Beach Florida. Huge thanks to Pat and Leo (III) for the trip! I can't wait for Beau to see the ocean and feel the sand in his toes...and diaper. I also can't wait because for once Leo will have someone/something to entertain him while I can catch some peaceful rays. Usually he's all: "I'm hot. Can you put more sunscreen on my back? Let's go in and make sandwiches. I'm sweaty. Will you get in the water with me? I can't take it anymore. Can I read your Cosmo?"

Check back next week for all the goods.

I love my husband!!

He may not be winning any "best tan" awards, and yes, he does blow his nose loudly and often, and gives me lectures when I don't brush my teeth for a full three minutes...but I love that man. Today is our second anniversary!

These are a few of my favorite photos of us over the years.This was taken on my 21st birthday. Easter 2001 I believe. Leo looks like a baby. This was on our honeymoon in the Dominican Republic 2006New Years 2007
Daytona 2007 with Eric and Lindsay. I was preggs with Beau.

Two years ago today Leo and I got married. In all, we have been together going on 8 years. We met Leo's freshman year at Ga Tech through some friends and have basically been inseparable since. (well, maybe INSEPARABLE is not the word...) I conned him into working for me that summer as a lifeguard. And even though the sun is the sworn arch-enemy of my now husband he did it... for love. hehe.

Tradition says that on the second wedding anniversary a couple gives each other cotton... so I'm thinking I'm going to let Leo wash that huge basket of Beau's dirty clothes and diapers...hehe.

I love you Leo. More and more everyday. Here's to a hundred more years.

I WIN

Its official...I have the cutest baby ever. No hard feelings, please.

We miss you Daddy! (He's in West Palm again on business) Hope these made you smile. Love you Doodie.

Proof

Proof that I am WAY funnier than Leo.

Three things:

Three things you need to know about me crucial to this story...Things I am not proud of, but they are part of the sometimes psycho, irrational, uptight, anxious gal I am. Take me or leave me.

1. I am claustrophobic and get EXTREMELY anxious in places where I don't have personal space and feel like I can get out if I need to.

2. I don't like strangers touching me...like brushing up against me or bumping into me. It goes back to the personal space thing...plus I'm a bit of a germaphobe.

3. I have an irrational fear of things that live in the water. Period. Frog, fish, seahorse... I don't discriminate.

That being said...

We went to the Georgia Aquarium on Saturday... along with everyone else south of the Mason-Dixon. Leo, Beau and I went with Granddad Leo, Grandma Pat, and Uncle Ben who were visiting from Charlotte. It was so crowded my anxiety level was already through the roof. If you got remotely close to the glass to see something the crowd would swarm in and you couldn't get out. I elbowed my fair share of children in the head (not just for the heck of it) because they get right up underneath you. If there is one thing I dislike worse than being trapped in a crowd of strangers...its being trapped in a crowd of strange children. So I pretty much enjoyed (err..looked at) everything from afar. If I could see it, super, if not...well I avoided the mob. Then we entered the tunnel where you basically walk under the giant tank filled with HUGE sea life.

*Tunnel with no visible way out: check (note: I don't do well with REGULAR tunnels...much less ones that are made of glass holding millions of gallons of water and slimy things)

*Smashed in from all directions by strangers like a tourist sausage: check

*Surrounded by freakishly large fish and other creatures that give me the willies: check

Heather is well on her way to meltdown.

All I could think was the glass breaking and no, not being physically hurt, but having one of those fish THINGS brush up against me. And having the snotty nosed, sticky fingered, screaming kid next to me grabbing my arm in one hand and my hair in the other in order not to be swept away... I know, I know. Judge me. Luckily...it didn't break, and I somehow didn't either. I actually think I held it together well considering the trauma that was going on in my head.

Beau and Dad on the other hand thoroughly enjoyed the day. Beau liked looking at the new sights and colors and Leo had no problem getting him up to the front. Here are a the FEW pictures I got.

Ok...this thing was as big as I am.Beau and Ben and icky jelly fish

Video Drama

This is why I can't post any videos...

I'm trying to get Beau eating and doing his caveman grunts because it is so funny. But then, Leo morphs into this low budget game-show-host and feels he has to give a play-by-play for everything. All my attempts at videos seem to meet this same fate. I had to nip this sweet potato monologue in the bud.





I know I've already put up some crab pictures but I just love these. Plus, we live at the pool now...so these are the only pictures I've been taking. I promise we will start to do more exciting things...for the good of the BLOG!



A couple others...this one he is sitting by himself!