Beach! (Part II)

OK, folks.  Back to our beach story.  We've been sidetracked around here lately, what with all the back-to-school craziness and summer-winding-down festivities and such.  Anyways, when we left off, we had finally gotten in a few good days of beach time on Cape San Blas, and before we knew it, our original destination got the power back on, the bridge repaired and reopened, and our condos ready for us.  We were in business!  So we loaded up our cars for what felt like the umpteenth time, and headed to St. George, where we parked it for nine glorious days.  Mostly glorious, anyway.  Evelyn, who is sick once every 365 days or so (knock on wood), came down with some sort of heinous virus (marked by a super-high fever and a general feeling of rottenness) for a few days, and feeling bad is never fun, even when you are at the beach.  But we enjoyed our time on St. George, nonetheless....

St. George, at last!

This one is at Eddy Teach's, a St. George institution.  Raw oysters, cheap beer, bathing suits and flip-flops encouraged.  Ev is looking a little worse for the wear, right?  But she didn't feel bad enough to stay home:)  Thanks to Miss Thang, we also discovered that Eddy Teach's makes a mean grilled cheese.

 See this technique?  At swim lessons earlier this summer, Evelyn learned how to float.  Or at least, how to almost float.  She likes to "relax" and stick both her legs out of the water.

Our beach vacation came to a close all too soon, leaving all of us dreaming about next summer!  

P.S.  As a side note, do you people know about Peach Park?  We have stopped at their exit off I-65 in Alabama for years going to and from the beach.  Highly recommend it if you need a rest stop or a fried peach pie break.  There is a giant peach parked in a little landscaped garden area, a produce stand with great peaches and tomatoes and such, and a restaurant area with excellent peach treats.  All under one roof! 

 This is what a fried peach pie with peach ice cream looks like.  Joseph and Evelyn (and the rest of us) are all about this.

 Also, if you time it right, you may get to enjoy your fried pie at the kid-sized table in the corner!  Nice:)

Berrys vs. Princesses

Dave and I frequently talk about whether (or maybe when) Evelyn will get bitten by the princess bug, since it seems that many little girls, at some point or another, make it their business to know as much as possible about as many princesses as possible, Disney-fied and otherwise.  Anyways, when we headed downstairs to bed last night, Dave stopped by the dryer to unload our clean clothes for a quick sorting and folding session.  It was a good thing, too, since he was the first to see what it looks like when a blue crayon gets washed and dried with a load of clothes.  The blue crayon was no longer a blue crayon, mind you; instead, it had smeared itself all over the inside of our dryer and clothes, leaving behind only bits of its wrapper.  And you know what that wrapper read?  "Disney."  Our sweet baby girl had apparently been doing a little Disney princess coloring after a slumber party with Grammie and Grandaddy, and had somehow managed to pocket a blue crayon and escape the house unnoticed.  As Dave commented, "The princesses struck first!"



After a brief panic, we calmed down and counted our blessings (the load of clothes was NOT whites or delicates, it is delightful to have a little one who puts crayons in her PJ pockets, we discovered the mess together, etc.) while attacking the dryer and clothes with the assortment of cleaning products pictured above.  I won't go into detail, but we did manage to get the dryer back to a mostly white (instead of blue) state.  The clothes are still a work in progress, but I am feeling optimistic:)