A Memorable Celebration

 Yesterday, this little guy turned TWO!

And what better place to celebrate than at the beach?  We all loaded up our cars and spent the day driving, in mostly dreary weather, towards the coast.  Amy was along with Marty and me for the drive, and she chose Yorktown Battlefield as our scheduled lunch stop.  We figured that we might as well enjoy our afternoon respite in a pleasant location.

We stopped into the visitor center to use the facilities, and were greeted by a very chatty park ranger who was eager to share the perks that Yorktown had to offer.  And, to be quite frank, she convinced us that it would be well worth a trip to visit sometime in the future. 

She also introduced us to Mrs. Martha Washington who has apparently delighted visitors for at least five years.  Martha seemed quite eager to make our acquaintance.  (Personally, I think she was eager to share our lunch.)

We decided to drive down to the waterfront parking lot to enjoy our sandwiches. 

As you can see, it was much more entertaining than sitting at a public rest stop.  

Feeling refreshed, we piled back into the loaded car and continued our drive south to the North Carolina beaches with our destination of Corolla. And as our anticipation mounted when we crossed the bridge over the sound...watching the sun peek out from behind the clouds, we found ourselves sitting in traffic unlike no other we had experienced in our past adventures on this island.  It took us over an hour to drive that last 13 miles to reach our destination.  But upon arrival, we were awed by our chosen accommodations, and ready to celebrate. 

After a scrumptious dinner of home made Lasagna, compliments of Stacey,  it was nearly time to blow out those candles.  Gramma spent some time helping this little guy practice.  First...a big breath...

then blow!

Then it was time!

In the end, it took a few huffs and puffs to blow out those two candles, but there were cheers from all when he managed to successfully snuff them out.  Certainly a fun time for all.  

And, speaking of fun......there's nothing quite like a Micky tattoo (or three) to add to the excitement.

After the celebration, I took a few photos from our beach house.

Ocean view:

Sound view"

Boy view:

As I type this blog, I'm sitting in bed, watching the sun rise through the sliding glass door of my bedroom, listening to the waves crashing on the shore.  I don't know about you, but I'd say that it doesn't get much better than this!  

So, here's to the start of a week of fun!  I'l try to keep you posted.