Frances, George and I made another visit to Lynchburg to see Nana and Pop. Will had a law firm retreat at Amelia Island (Florida – yes, that’s right, people. Let’s all take a moment to glare in his direction …), and when Daddy goes out of town, so do we!
As has often been said (including by me), a weekend getaway with the children is much more tiring than relaxing. The two brain cells I have left after our adventures are now fighting with each other, so please excuse this mainly picture post of ‘What Frances and George did this weekend in Lynchburg,’ which included:
Peaks of Otter:
|Maggie and Calvin even joined the fun|
New neighborhood puppies:
|Two new Bichon puppy (girls!). Frances was beside herself.|
Hot chocolate on a rainy Monday:
And although Will did get to travel this weekend for business (to Florida. Alone. No kids. Have I made my point yet?), he’s actually been doing much more of this than ever before:
These pictures make me feel slightly bad about the teeny-tiny guilt trip I may have laid upon my hardworking husband for having a weekend to himself.
|The view from his oceanfront room.|
Okay, I’m over it.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!