We flew to Florida on Thursday, and so far, Elliot had spent the whole vacation (waking hours only) in underwear with NO ACCIDENTS. Hooray!
Thursday we hung out at the park with Aunt Kelly, and played in the fountain, and generally enjoyed the 70 - something temp. Friday Elliot and I were on our own, and headed to Target to get some shades and sandles (the ones I brought for him were too small) and then hit the beach. We met up with Kelly and Jeff back at the house after work, and had a nice evening.
Saturday we went to David's Bridal to check out dresses. I caused a bit of a problem when I insisted that Kelly try on her dress for me so I could see it in person, and of course, while we were trying it with different veils, in wandered Jeff and Elliot, who were supposed to be out doing manly things together. Jeff claimed that since the dress was decided, and we were only supposed to be looking at bridesmaids dresses, it wasn't his fault, but I think when one's fiance is at the wedding store, don't call her, she'll call you. All bets are off and you don't come in uninvited.
Oh well. Good news is he likes it...?
We had lunch in Orlando and headed back to Merritt for an evening of Wii and garlic bread. Or was it garlic bread and wii? Either way, it was yummy and fun.
The balmy weather evaporated this morning, and we tried to hit the park but it was just too cold to stay long. Instead we drove out to the bird sanctuary to see what was up, but most of the birds were not up. They were huddled and cold. Alas, Elliot was not having as much fun this time as he did last time when we got to run around outside a lot more. So we packed it in and came back to the house, where he proceded to beat me up and scream ferociously and howl at the moon for 4 and a half minuted before falling into a deep and undisturbable sleep.
And there he remains, snuggled up on the couch. When he wakes up, we're headed out to the pub to hear Aunt Kelly play with her Irish Session Group. Woot!
Pictures (a few of them) will follow when I get home.
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I guess, by now, you are back at balmy St. Louis
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