Here are some pictures. They were taken with... wait for it... MY iPHONE. Oh yes, after all these years of you three people who read this blog, listening to me belly ache and complain, my Micah surprised me with an iPhone last month. Let's just say, there are close to 600 photos on it already.. time to figure out how to get them off and onto the computer I guess. I have what is now called " iPhone newbie over photo-itis." It is real, and I have it. Stop! I cry... let me get a picture of that rock, we do not want to forget that it was here. Or "ok, everyone let me get your picture eating a circus peanut. Regular camera and hipstamatic too!" I am a loser. I don't care. I have photos. On my phone.
Here they are:
← We ventured out early, which means by the time we hit the highway, approximately 5 minutes from our home, I was asleep. Open eyelids were later sponsored by pepsi max.
Here is Alden. → He decided to draw on himself midway through the trip. When asked why, he looked at me like I was stupid and replied, "Ma, I am Tony Stark, these is my lasers." Duh...
We have a plethora of sunset and cool stormy cloud shots.
It was our anniversary while we were gone. I celebrated by showcasing via social media my former love for puffy sleeves and big hair. Oh, and untweezed eyebrows.
Poolside popsicles and sidewalk chalk...
We rented a boat and went across the bay to an island. An amazing, tropical, crystal clear water and white sand beach with ginormous seashells island. It was SO much fun. Best idea ever. (micah's... of course.)
More shots. I will stop captioning them all. I also have post traumatic witty-caption stress syndrome.