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A Texas Vacatiom

Recently, we were lucky enough to escape the cold snowy weather in exchange for some family time with my grandparents down in South Padre, Tx.  

This is the type of weather we left behind (and came home too)



Heated pool, steps away from our condo back door.  


We used VRBO to find our condo at a great deal.  It was beautiful.  Two bedroom, two bath, full kitchen and two living areas.  AND cheaper than a hotel.  It was perfect and truly felt at home. 

Haley and great-grandma were great buddies.  

Played at the park

Played in the sand

Played in the water.  Brrr it was COLD

Tried to SWIM in the ocean.  Girl was trying to strip naked.

Ate a lot of delicious food

Enjoyed the beach

Went for a beautiful walk and saw what the island had to offer

Entertained everyone

Went to the zoo, hands down the BEST zoo I have ever been to!



With her newborn

I have soo many pictures, I can't even begin to post them all.  These are just a few of my favorites.  We went for walks.  Visited family.  Went to a turtle refuge (which Haley loved).  Went for a scenic drive with my grandparents.  Went to the zoo.  Ate out, A LOT.  YUM!  The vacation went by in a blink and Haley did amazing.  ZERO meltdowns on the ride there and back.  She had her moments, but what toddler wouldn't when we literally ran her to the point of exhaustion.

We were so pleased to have the opportunity to visit my grandparents and my great aunt and great uncle.  They are just some cool people to hang out with and visit.  Haley absolutely adores them.  It just never seems like enough time.  Their knowledge and point of view on life is always so refreshing.  I always want to know more and hear more about their experiences.  We definitely enjoyed ourselves!
Now...back to reality.....which isn't so bad either. Ya it is snowy.  I was grumpy about that for awhile.  But it is good to be home.  And my grandparents will also be back home soon too, which will be nice to have them back here.  We came home to a shoveled driveway thanks to one of Ian's amazing buddies who does WAY to much for people.  He is the shirt-off-my-back kinda guy, and I just can't believe he did that for us.  It was SO appreciated.  That kind gesture really put me in a better mood about coming home.  There really isn't anything like good family and friends.  We love you all!

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