Today is my little girl's (um, not so little anymore) birthday. Happy Birthday Graham! She is 8. Which means, I am eight years older than I was when I had her (and was, then, young). Enough math. In honor of her birthday, Ann and I decided to take a last minute trip to Bald Head Island to celebrate.
Here I am with Flanner on the ferry ride over. I am
So everyone was really excited about the trip, except for Molly, who evidently thinks we are the biggest losers on the planet. No idea why.
So we squeeze them all into a tiny house (great find, BTW), very affordable and perfect, yet tiny enough that I suddenly feel like the old lady in the shoe. We set out to explore the island (ie: buy enough wine to calm nerves from day trip with 6 pint size Spring Breakers).
And decide we are on Spring Break ourselves... Flash back.
(Attn: DFS and BHI Police, not drinking and driving golf carts, just prepared for when we get home).Ahhh, the sign of a fun day. Kids pass out and we are wondering/hoping our husbands will show up soon.
Graham, I hope you have a wonderful birthday!
Bye bye birdie,