Maine, Part 1

The new car was totally packed and we were off.  You can see how excited the kids look for it being 6:30 in the morning.  Eric tried to wake me up at about 3:30 or 4 to leave, but after being diagnosed with strep throat the day before, I respectfully declined and went back to sleep until about 6. 
Grace's expression pretty much sums up how we feel about traffic in the D.C./Baltimore area. After 5 hours of barely moving (for no apparent reason), we decided on the way home we would take an alternate route.
This is Windemere, our home for a week on beautiful Sebago Lake. 
Grace felt it appropriate to do her best swan pose (she has seen Barbie's Swan Lake a few hundred times). This was part of the beach at Windemere.

Ok, more to come. I figure I can stretch these vacation pictures out for a few posts. 

The Great Outdoors

I have decided that Michael should spend as much time as possible outside. Naked. It just makes cleanup easier.

The One With the Mustache

Grace: In North Carolina do they have those guys who ride their bikes and throw newspapers at your door?

Daddy: You mean paper boys?

Grace: Yes, paper boys, do they have them?

Daddy: Well, yes. You know who was a paper boy when he was a little boy?

Grace: Who?

Daddy: Geet.

Grace: GEET! Did he still have a mustache?

My Boy

I love this boy. I am pretty sure you already knew that, but I felt the need to tell you again. Love him. And for the record, he kinda likes me, too.