Of course Mommy was prepared for the worst and she actually did good. Better on the way there than on the way home. Thanks to Daddy and Uncle Jeff she spent most of the trip there playing with the air that was coming from the vents above, singing her ABC's, reading books, and saying "Hiiiiiiiii!" or "Heyyyyyy!" to everyone that she could come into contact with. (So much for teaching her not to talk to strangers!) Lucky we had a lovely couple behind us that didn't mind playing peek-a-boo with her as well. On the way home she insisted on being on the floor in front of me.( Then when she got stuck under the seats in front of us, we decided that maybe that wasn't the best decision... We made it back and were all pooped!
While we were there, we spent some time each day going to the beach. Karly liked the water but only when Uncle Jeff was holding her. I think it was the big wave that got her all wet when she didn't trust Mommy to play with her anymore. Sorry! The sand was another story...must have been the texture of it on her feet that she didn't like at all! Daddy was the only CRAZY one that got totally in the ocean and went boogie boarding. He wanted to bring Karly...maybe next time!
She got to spend some quality time with her Nonnie on Saturday while the rest of us were off to "try" and go crabbing! Thanks for trying Dad! Maybe next time! ; )
We went shopping at Ron Jon's and Karly got her very first official Ron Jon's shirt. Oh yeah, she a surfer girl now! : )
Thanks for a great trip to Florida Nonnie and Dja Dja! We miss you bunches already!