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:
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| Maggie and Calvin even joined the fun |
New neighborhood puppies:
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| Two new Bichon puppy (girls!). Frances was beside herself. |
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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.
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| The view from his oceanfront room. |
Okay, I’m over it.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!
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