Most of the week we hung around the house and spent time with Dad and Cathy. Morgan got to make things from wood and nails with her granddad. She made several crafts and a chocolate cake with Cathy. She also spent lots of time in the hot tub when we were home.
The first couple of days made any beach visit near impossible. The wind was very strong and the sand stung our legs as it blew against our skin. Audrey was most upset by this and kept trying to go home. She didn't seem to mind that no one else was following her. She just took her little self up over the dunes saying, "ohm ohm." I wrapped her in a towel (one of her favorite things to do) to protect her until we headed home a few minutes later. Eventually, though, the weather improved and we spent some time digging in the sand and playing in the water. One morning the girls met a toy poodle named Louise and couldn't keep their hands off of her. Morgan was in her glory walking around holding the small pooch. The owner was one of those dog people who treat their small canine like an infant and she was a little uncomfortable but handled it well. We left with hopes of seeing Louise some time later, though that never happened.
Morgan played with Dad's 7 year old neighbor, Autumn most days we were there. Morgan waited impatiently each day for the girls to get home for school. I think Autumn is a very lonely little girl who doesn't have many children who play with her. She would come over to the house even though she acted like she was extremely annoyed by everything my girls would do. It didn't help that my girls were so tired that they couldn't really hold themselves together for very long. Autumn really wasn't very nice to Morgan, but Morgan enjoyed her company nonetheless.
We all missed Mark like crazy and were very excited to go home. One day while we were there, I voiced my feelings about missing him to Morgan. Her response was, "just don't think about it. That is what I do and then I don't miss him anymore." I felt like this was an important insight into how my daughter works and it tells me a lot about her personality. Anyway...she was thrilled to get home and couldn't wait for her daddy to hold her. Watching my girls run into his arms was an awesome sight. It was the perfect end to a great vacation with my daughters.

