This past week Jay went to on a mission to trip to a deaf school in Jamaica. Since taking the girls is not an option, we opted to spend the week at the lake.
Glorious I know.
How can one get used to such beauty? I suppose you can't and that's why my grandparents retired to the lake and made this their version of a bedtime story each evening.
I took the girls to Auburn one day.
It takes around 40 minutes to get there from the lake house and the whole way Elle (donned in her Auburn finest) sang her version of the fight song. Uncle Gray Gray would have been proud.
We got there and scoured the town for an Auburn coloring book. Upon securing one, Elle noticed the beautiful bells that go off every 15 minutes from Samford Hall.
"What's that bells comes from?"
Kathleen kept pointing to the tower but she just couldn't seem to grasp it. Here she is getting a closer look.
Around this time, the clouds unleashed and it poured. And I mean poured. We took refuge in Ingram Hall, which I honestly have no idea what it houses. You would think after 4 years of school and the countless times I've walked around campus I would have a clue... but nada.
You can't really tell, but we were drenched. Hair.pie was happy as always.
We then picked up Molly (insert picture of a tall blonde model with a knack for all things horticulture) and ate lunch at Toomer's. Our trip was way too short.
We ran by the girls apartment to put on some dry clothes and headed back to the lake.
Ronald Jabe Shaw jr. jr. in the backseat was missing her nap and a tidge delirious. Needless to say, she kept me entertained on the way back.
Lucy had a ball. She was reconnected with her favorite buddy of all the time: the water. She out swam herself and was forced to wear a life jacket for safety. By the end of the week, poor thing was only using a solitary paw as she swam and kept us worried with her head barely above water. You canNOT keep her out of the lake though. She loves loves LOVES it.
I mean, LOVES it.
This hot mess loves it too! She woke with the sun and would poke me saying "Ohhh Mommmmy.... It's sunny time. Can we go swimmin'?"
Umm... NO. Mommy hasn't had a pot of coffee yet. Let's reconvene after said pot has run its course through Mommy's body.
Caroline spent all her time in a round floatie wearing her new pink sunglasses.
I would have given anything to get a picture of her in the water with them on. She was hilarious. This child loooves the water (almost as much as Lu.Belle). She giggled and slapped the water and when Uncle Gray Gray pushed her with his fins on you could tell she just wanted to go as fast as she could. She had a ball.
Elle like to putter around in the same float, but eventually warmed up and wanted to swim in her puddle jumper. Then...
Uncle Gray Gray taught her to swim (with float) from the landing to the ladder all by herself.
I know... so gross. Explanation: Lucy like to roll and thrash around after she swims. Well, she had mats. all. over. They were so so gross I had to cut them out. On the up side, I think she lost a couple of pounds in hair.
Uncle Gray Gray and me after the above first sunset. This picture is so grainy! Gray: send me yours! I know it's better!
Elle was so not afraid of the water, Jay and I knew we needed to sign her up for swim lessons and quickly. This last picture is of her first day of lessons with Mrs. Tiffany.
