Trip started out with Mom and Dad staying at home with Pax and Mae and I getting in the car with Nana and Papa and Eli and Isaiah and heading out on the journey to Hilton Head. See, it takes us about 4-5 days to get there. We like to take our sweet little time stopping along the way at hotels with my other cousins - Hannah, Luke and Sophie - and doing stuff like this:
Here's the crew that drives the Caravan - Uncle Kenny, Aunt Suzy, Aunt Tasha, Papa and Nana.
So that was us in Gatlinburg, Tennessee and somewhere in Kentucky. When you're rocking down a water slide like that exactly where you are in Kentucky is completely irrelevant.
Meanwhile, Mom and Dad took a plane down with Pax. No pics from that whole mess, though, as Mom and Dad might as well have flown with a tornado in their seat. However, when they got to Charleston, SC, they stumbled upon an outstanding farmer's market...
where Pax proceeded to eat 7,000 blueberries and looked like an axe murderer post-hatchet job.
And then, upon arrival, the hurricane that had just passed up the coast left some clouds the first couple days, but PLENTY of huge waves, which I took on full steam ahead, first with Dad and then with the cousins.
It was a pretty beach-heavy vacation...
Pax got a soccer lesson from Eli (without pants on it appears).
Rained out one day - which resulted in Game Day at Uncle Brian's condo.
Mae surfed and sandcastled and Eli and I made a chocolate handshake
There was also plenty of pool action. Here's me taking a break to eat some pizza...
And Mae taking a break for some snoozing. Almost every day at the pool around 1:30 or 2:00 Mae would just tell Mom she wanted to take a nap, so we'd find some shade, grab some towels and out she'd go. Didn't matter if there was loud music, loud people, fun stuff going on. The kid just knows when she needs a snooze.
On Wednesday nights they have S'mores night down by the fire pits. As you can imagine, we took care of business at S'mores night.
So there were some ducks on the grounds of where we stayed and she had just had 9 ducklings, so we followed them around much of the time...
And mom also took us fishing.
I know you don't see too many shots of Pax. The reason for this is simple - he does not sit/stand/stay still, idle, in one spot for more than 0.4 seconds, which makes it tough to take a picture. However, Dad got this one of him at Whole Foods, where he and Dad went every morning for breakfast and coffee (and to get him out of the condo so people could actually get some sleep in the morning).
All in all, just a wonderful trip.
Oh, and I saved this one for last. This is Pax, laying in the sand... eating it. He did this for most of the trip, either specifically this or he would just sit and scoop up sand in his hands and eat it. Must've eaten 4-5 pounds of it by the time he left. Passersby would just look at mom or dad with a disturbed look on their faces and mom and dad would just laugh (Dad even managed to tell one older gentleman that it was fine, Pax just loved sandwiches - solid, Dad, solid).
the. end.
