Mommy and Daddy were enjoying themselves on a vacation that took them to Busch Gardens in Florida and scuba diving in the Caribbean. Grandma agreed to watch their four adorable kidlets on the weekends that bookended their 10-day get-away. The very first Saturday, April 8, 2011, didn’t start so well because …
we woke up to this:
A balmy 33 degrees
And Mommy and Daddy basked in this:
80 degrees, but who's counting?
Later that day, Mommy and Daddy sent photos of the wild things in Florida:
Florida Gator
While we experienced the wild things at McDonald’s:
McGator spotted in A.F.
While Mommy and Daddy oohed and awed over the Garden’s creatures …
WhoooooooooooooooooooT
we fussed over GrammaBecky’s little creatures.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrufffffffffffffffffffffffff
While Mommy and Daddy explored the depths of the sea:
"... under the seeeeeeeeea ..."
The DEPTHS of the SEA explored US!
AHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
YuPPer! It was a GREAT BREAK! For all of us!
Writing My Life 
May 4, 2011 at 8:59 AM
…and a nice time was had by all! Nice post. Now tell me again, why did I ever leave Florida in the first place?
May 4, 2011 at 10:08 AM
Thanks my blog-o-sphere friend! Always appreciate your kind replies!
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