Here's what we did today:
We loved on August.
I think he is happy we're here. Every time we leave his sight and enter it again, he shouts, "Hey MerMer!" or "Hey Boppa!" as if he hasn't seen us for days.
He does the same with his mama and his daddy but it sure does make us feel special.
Vergil keeps trying to think of fun things we can do but honestly, just hanging out with them is precious. We ate breakfast at their house today. August had requested waffles and that's what we had. They were delicious. And we played and read books and then August got sleepy because he gets up early and our breakfast ran late.
So we just took a little walk through the neighborhood with August in the stroller and he fell asleep and Jessie and I went and got pedicures and when we got back, August was up and happy as he could be with his daddy and his Boppa.
I swear, that boy loves his Boppa to pieces.
After he woke up, we went to a local park on the French Broad River and August ran and ran and Mr. Moon threw a line in the water and August and Jessie and I went to the dog park and visited with the doggies and then it began to blow and thunder and rain so we ran to the car and went to a brewery.
Asheville has more breweries than Lloyd has churches.
And that's a lot.
Father and son.
We had a beer and then went on to supper. If there's one thing that Asheville has more of than breweries, it's amazing restaurants.
It's funny. I really don't feel like writing much. I feel quietly and sweetly full of simply being exactly where I am, doing exactly what I'm doing.
It all seems like a beautiful dream.
Okay, our AirBnB is a little bit...well, I'll write more about it later, but I will say that the backyard is heavenly. A huge park-like lawn where lightening bugs dance at night and there's a creek which runs down the back of it.
And it's cozy and comfortable and has everything we need.
Tomorrow we're supposed to float down a river.
Which sounds perfect.
But if something comes up and that doesn't happen, whatever does happen will be perfect too.
I just have that feeling.
These pictures, this post did my heart good. I'm glad you're with your loved.ReplyDelete
I can feel your joy and peace.ReplyDelete
Peaceful and happy and a magical road trip...wonderful! I hope today is lovely too. Your stories about back roads and houses and downtowns reminds me of my grandfather who was a Florida native and knew every back road in the state. He loved to venture forth on whatever back roads he could find. Today would be his 105th birthday.ReplyDelete
Sounds wonderful! I understand why you don't feel like writing. I have trouble writing on vacation sometimes -- there's just too much going on! Keep having fun and loving on August and enjoy your trip. I'm glad the Air B&B worked out well.ReplyDelete
I don't even try and write when I'm on vacation which is why you get marathon vacation posts from me. sounds like you have goodness to soak up. I could float down a river.ReplyDelete
That August is GORGEOUS.ReplyDelete