Spring!

At the end of March we drove north. My mom turned 60, flowers and trees were in bloom, and it was time for the annual family camping trip.

We spent a week in Alabama - enjoying my parents yard, visits with family, and dogwood blooms. Squirms now understands what the word "cousin" means and the Great learned a new word, "hey", which he pronounces "haaaay" because he learned this word in Alabama.

Golf lessons from Grandpa

Look mom!

His grandpa went to Wal Mart and bought a set of kids plastic golf clubs, but the Great still preferred to use Grandpa's real ones.

Whoa. He looks like a little boy in this picture. Where is my chunky baby??

Yes, his grandfather did pour a bucket of golf balls in a wagon for a picture.

To celebrate our mother turning sixty, H and I took her to a spa for a massage. We relaxed, each had a massage, and sat in a sauna. I've decided that after every 14 hour drive I should have a massage. It's just a good idea. Of course my dear mother's favorite part of the experience was the trail mix and fresh fruit in the waiting room. If you ask her about going to a spa, she will talk about how great the trail mix was and how delicious the blackberries were.

We also had a dinner at one of her favorite restaurants with her nursing school buddies and old friends.

We got to visit with AnniePants and her sweet boy, and we tried to visit Auntie L at work so she could show off her niece and nephew to her coworkers....but L was in a meeting and the Great threw a huge tantrum, obviously trying to convince her coworkers that he was being brutally attacked and L should leave her meeting and tend to him.

She brought home mustaches.

At least L thought they were funny.

Camping Adventures will have to be in the next post. Squirms has shut herself in her room and the Great is crawling into my lap.