We went to Zion over Easter weekend. We of coarse took the pop-up trailer and parked it up on Gooseberry Mesa. We did a little biking in the park and played with the other Jones crew. Fletch and Floyd loved camping, and the Easter bunny even found us.
Rob is really a highly skilled travel agent. He found this quaint little Caribbean island and worked out an elaborate itinerary to get us there safely and back. We rented a NICE house on the Atlantic side of the island of Eluethra, Bahamas. THERE IS NOTHING ON THE ISLAND in case you ever go there expecting a booming tourist industry. We were lucky to find groceries. I had made promises to send postcards to my niece, but there were no postcards to be found, yet alone a postal service. The island is about 100 miles long and 2-4 miles wide. Our rental car had 50,000 miles on it and was in pristine condition, not. Rob carted a cooler full of meat and cheese, causing me tremendous anxiety, across the country and through airport security 3 times. But I am glad he did, as we had Rib-eye steaks and Bratwurst a few nights we were there. He did procure some fish, fresh off the boat for us that was also tasty. All-in-all it was a relaxing vacation as we did not truly have a busy agenda, and were able to spend the days searching for shells and splashing in the ocean together.
The boys had a little photo shoot the other day at school. I am very pleased with how they turned out. Floydee is just learning to relish posing for pictures, and Fletcher is just mister smiley all the time.
Fletch is 4 months old, and is developing some dexterity, as well as a general preference to have a blanket placed lightly over his face to help him sleep. He survived his vaccinations relatively unscathed, if you call a low grade fever and world record grumpiness a normal reaction.
We have been holding our breath that the boys remain healthy...we have a little vacation planned for next week.
Floyd will show love to Fletch quite spontaneously, and in the same instant clock him in the head with his light saber.
Or today he would take a big swig of cranberry juice and then spit it out on his bro. The other day I caught him trying to floss Fletcher's teeth.
They look alike don't they? Same hair? Well groomed and respectable huh?
The boys and I are having a great time. Fletch is a smiley dude, and Floyd's vocabulary is developing exponentially on a daily basis.
December
Next up: Thanksgivng. Rob planned an entire meal from Sunset Magazine. We had his mom in town, and G&G Beyer over for dinner. Fletcher wore his favorite monkey outfit and gave us a smile.
Fletcher just watched, and drooled.
FLoyd had an action packed week. He was exhausted, as you can see by his George Castanza pose on his changing table after a fun week with his grandparents and brother.