Birthdays, Fun and Fish

Our week in Georgia was much enjoyed, but I found myself more excited to be boarding the plane home to see Justin, than I was to leave for vacation in the first place. That's either a testament to a really great husband or a really bad vacation. Our vacation was great, so it must be the first.

Despite a few rain clouds here and there, we had sunny weather with spring buds popping up all around us. The daffodils were in full bloom and Wyatt couldn't help but bending over to smell every single one of them.

As always it is great to see our family down there, and we were all together to celebrate Papa's 90th birthday - an amazing milestone. His age hasn't seemed to slow him down yet and he is busier and more involved in his community than most people half his age. We had a family birthday party Saturday night, followed by a small birthday brunch celebration on Sunday (about 140 people or so!)

The little rain we did have was quickly washed away from our minds with the beautiful rainbow that followed.

And we couldn't travel all the way to Georgia without taking advantage of some of the other things the state has to offer, such as their awesome Aquarium. Wyatt could have spent a week here. His little legs ran so hard and fast from one exhibit to the next. And the look in his eyes was that of pure joy. His small size allowed him to squeeze his way through a mass of much larger bodies and scored him a front row seat at every viewing point. Hands down, the beluga whales were his favorite, this will definitely be a place we visit again with him!

Back from Atlanta we spent time outside running and playing until our legs could go no more. I wondered why I didn't gain any weight while I was there despite all of the wonderful food. But reviewing my pictures reminded me our time spent eating was easily balanced out by our time playing.

And lastly, no trip to Georgia would be complete without a trip to Papa's farm. I was especially excited to take Wyatt this time around since he knows all of the animals and can make the appropriate noises for each one of them. Yet a little to my disappointment, Wyatt's favorite animal....was the dog. He was pretty positive the donkeys were horses, and loved to chase the chickens, put wouldn't pet them. And when Johnny brought out a two week old goat for Wyatt to pet, he ran towards it with wide eyed wonder, that is until that little goat let out a loud cry, and Wyatt ran the other way. Despite being slightly unsure he had a fun time and even collected a few peacock feathers to take home as a souvenir. And we did try to chase the peacock around to get him to spread his feathers, but you would be surprised at how fast they can move!

In Wyatt's short year and a half of life, this has been his third trip to Georgia. And I look forward to many more trips in the years to come as our family grows.