I never really got around to writing much or taking many pictures of this year's family vacation. Suffice it to say, there were no bat sightings or naked brothers (and their children) running down to the lake. Ahem. There were, however, daily outings to the local coffee shop for hot, freshly baked muffins as big as Sam's head. And lots of time playing with seven cousins (under the age of six) until collapsing into our pack and play in the closet each night, far past normal bedtime.And chocolate frozen custard.
And Sam's first attempt at playing baseball. He missed, but had a grand time trying.