Woody and I went on the most loveliest of vacations a few weeks ago. We went to Key West, met up with some old buddies, went boating, swam in the hotel pool, hit the bar scene, ordered room service and watched TV. . . all while my Sugar Daddy (Elwood's actual Daddy) worked.
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Woody and I hit the pool every morning. During the week we were there, he became a much more proficient swimmer. He still sinks like a rock and looks like he is drowning, but he comes up smiling and laughing, asking for more so I'm guessing he likes it
(I don't have any swimming photos because the line between swimming and drowning is vague and it requires all my attention to walk it efficiently.) |
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The best part about the hotel shuttle? No carseat |
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Bellying Up to the Bar |
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Play Date with Ty
There were hugs, kisses, and stinker faces |
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mid week we had to move hotels. . . to the Casa Marina! |
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I don't think this what you are suppose to do with the "chilled lavender towels" |
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"This way to the pool, Ma! I see pool toys!" |
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Hammock Time |
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Rock Candy Stir Stick from Mom's Mojito |
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"Oh, hey, Dad." |
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Boating Buds |
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Fresh Water Rinse Off on the Boat |
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Two buds, feet up, watching some TV. Relaxing after a long day |
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Snacks in Bed |
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"Let's see. I'll have a milk. Wait. . . No, I'm on vacation. Make it a Chocolate Milk." |
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Making noises into the fan is always awesome |
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Favorite Photo |
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checking out the hotel view |
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Mallory Square |
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Bag of Popcorn for the Wood and a Martini for Mom. What? We are on Vaca. |
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rainy end to an awesome night |
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up close and personal with the TV |
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the squat TV watching pose gets a little tiring |
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convincing this guy to ride in a carseat again is going to be tough |
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Woody and Meg at the Butterfly Conservatory |
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I wasn't sure how Elwood was going to behave in the Conservatory. It is a quiet, peaceful place and I was on my game to scoop up a loud, maniac Wood and hit the exit to minimize the chi disruption but that turned out to be a completely unfounded worry. Elwood seemed almost in a trance, his expression stayed in a silent awe almost the whole time. I did hear a few "tweet, tweets" when the little birds were walking near him but besides that he just quietly, mindfully, observed. |
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He would squat real still and just point |
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"Mom, selfies are so boring" |
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Casually enjoying his green smoothie |
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ending the Key West vaca with one more drink on the beach |