It should not surprise you that although I am on vacation in Florida, I am sitting here typing away on this beautiful Saturday afternoon, to you, of course. Now, "vacation" is an interesting word to use when one is traveling with a little one. For example, "leisure" doesn't really describe high pitched screaming melt-downs in a restaurant. And, "empty time", as one dictionary defines it, doesn't quite fit in with scrambling to scrap shovel-fuls (literally) of sand out of a child's mouth. Saying "No" and "don't touch" and "stop that" are really not "relaxing" words. Yet, this is my best vacation of my life. This was a vacation of a ton of firsts for Evalyn. She flew on a plane and got her wings and was excellent the whole flight. She learned new words like "door" and "flower" and "table". She went to Florida and played in the sand and the ocean. She rode in a convertible with the top down. She had butterflies practically land on her face. She got to be inches away from a parrot and she touched him. She even touched a snake! She sat at two bars for happy hour. She laid on a big-girl float. And most importantly she fell in love again with her grandparents.
She said "Nanny" and "Pop" she gave them hugs and kisses, she let them feed her and play with her, take her on walks, and swim with her. She even shared her lovee (a pink giraffe) with them. So, when Saturday came around it was easy to make the Flaky Chocolate Cupcakes for her Poppy's birthday. The cupcakes called for eggs, flour, sugar, butter, milk , vanilla, baking soda, cocoa, apricot jelly, and chocolate flakes. By the time the cupcakes were finished, Nanny and Poppy had come home from their bike ride and were able to eat them for breakfast.
Here is the book's picture:
Here is our picture:
Let's hope that our plane ride home is as pleasant as the plane ride here was. Next Saturday, another cake and finally home a Saturday!