The love of my life

look , we coordinate lol.

I am always the one taking pics . Pat and I rarely have any pics taken. Glad Delanie snapped this shot of us.

Three protected nest were in the ocean front of our hotel. A park ranger does turtle walks at night but you had to make reservations.

The turtles should hatch the end of June to the first of July.

Yep, you are seeing right. A seahorse. Nathan, who spends most of time looking for animals and insects and amphibians found this seahorse on Saturday. Unfortunately, the sweet thing was dead but non-the -less it was cool to see one this up close.

I am so thankful......

When the kids were little I hated Pat to travel. It was so hard on me having so many little ones to care for by myself, some with medical issues and a very demanding baby.
Now Pat travelling is such a blessing since that the kids are older. The boys have been to numerous job sites and seen so many interesting things that they would never see at home(example- when they had to relocate 100 yr old cyprus trees that were protected).
Jon Tyler has walked on roofs of more Walmarts than he can count. And Nathan has taken in all the big rigs and how they work. Plus, they each have there own hard hats. How cool is that?
Our weekend in Vero Beach was a work related trip. On Friday Pat went to several meetings while the kids and I played at the beach. On Saturday both Pat and Jon Tyler went to job sites and the kids and I played by ourselves.
The positive....when Pat got back he had the kids ALL TO HIMSELF as I rested on the blanket soaking in the rays.
Moral of the story....it gets easier :)

Now, the nitty gritty......
Vero is not a big city. There is only 3 resturants (that we saw) and NO tourist shops etc. It is a VERY WEALTHY town...very very very wealthy.....you just would not believe.
We ate at Mulligans both nights and it was great. Nothing spells relaxation for us than eating on a backporch , overlooking the ocean while listening to Buffett:)
And now, we are home.....

Vero Beach

My sweet Delanie. She loves the beach! I told her that when she is looking out into the ocean I know she is developing new poems and stories.

How in the world can one child love the sand as much as she does. And, it doesn't bother her in the least!?!?!?

Just like brothers should be...side by side. The fearless duo.

Off to the beach we GO!!!!

89 degrees, low humidity and sunny with a few clouds .
Burb is packed with boogy boards, bathing suits, towels and sunscreen(and a few other essential things lol).Rosie is watching a DVD, Lanie has ear-buds in listening to her tunes, the boys in the back taking in the sites and Pat and I up front posting too much on Sonlight . Listening to good country music. ALL is WELL in my heart! See it smiling?
I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYES:
Green grass and little lakes and ponds.
Gators swimming lazily and sunning on the banks.
Herons ducking heads like little oil refiners gathering bugs.
Tall pines scaterred on the roadside with little palm trees at they roots ,surrounding the pines like skirts, just enough to remind one that they are not in mountains but grasslands.
Small white birds riding the backs of cows as they graze.
Hawks swooping down in pastures looking for a snack.
Vulture on a post keeping watch .

Life is GOOD!

Does it matter where you sleep?

My mil and fil used to tell people that Pat never knew where he would wake in the morning. That the bed he would go to sleep in was never the bed he would wake in. And it was the truth.

Nathan was such a sick baby that he stayed in the room with us, esp when he got his feeding tube and was recieving 10 hr feedings at night etc. Delanie would get scared and need to come to our bed and Pat would take hers. Or Jon Tyler would get in our bed at night and Pat would go to his etc. Never a rhyme or reason..I literally never knew who would I would wake with. Sweet Baby Rose always stayed in our bed and just recently got her own bed :) still in our room lol

Well, Nathan has a fondness for our couch. He had rather sleep on it any night. I really could care less besides the fact that it is not close to me to check on him at night (yes, I still check on him at night as habits don't die easily).

Thank you , Father, for my sweet boy. Thank you for allowing me and Pat be his parents.