We hung out at the Vaucluse pool on Tuesday. It was great. Dickinson loved the baby pool and then spent almost 2 hours sleeping in his stroller in the air conditioned pool house. good times.
Dickinson, Lucia, and Lucy.
"Look Lucia, there's a boy over there!"
What could those girls be planning?
Errin and Lucia- who also napped for about 2 hours!!
After the pool, we hit the beach with Thornton after he got off work. Dickinson sported his new bathing suit with floaties from Dollar General. He favorite thing to do is crawl in the water. He doesn't stop crawling even when the water is so deep that it hits his face. Considering this behavior, we felt he would be a lot safer with some attached flotation device.
Thornton, Dickinson, and Shackelford
These pics are from Sunday. Dickinson and I went out on the boat with Mom and Dad while poor Thornton moved the warehouse.
After the boat, Dickinson chilled on the creekhouse front porch.
In our family, we all like to help out, each in our own way. Please note the dark, threatening sky in the background.
Mom helping.
Dad helping.
Dad and Dickinson waiting for the storm to roll in. It passed us by.
Dickinson, Lucia, and Lucy.
"Look Lucia, there's a boy over there!"
What could those girls be planning?
Errin and Lucia- who also napped for about 2 hours!!
After the pool, we hit the beach with Thornton after he got off work. Dickinson sported his new bathing suit with floaties from Dollar General. He favorite thing to do is crawl in the water. He doesn't stop crawling even when the water is so deep that it hits his face. Considering this behavior, we felt he would be a lot safer with some attached flotation device.
Thornton, Dickinson, and Shackelford
These pics are from Sunday. Dickinson and I went out on the boat with Mom and Dad while poor Thornton moved the warehouse.
After the boat, Dickinson chilled on the creekhouse front porch.
In our family, we all like to help out, each in our own way. Please note the dark, threatening sky in the background.
Mom helping.
Dad helping.
Dad and Dickinson waiting for the storm to roll in. It passed us by.
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