The family went to St.
Simons this weekend for Fall Break. We had a great time! St.
Simons must be the perfect beach town...not too built up with great restaurants. We got to see a lot of family while we were there. But first, of course, the dreaded car ride. James was NOT happy.

We stop at rest stops a lot these days. Be forewarned if you see us, you might be waved to death. Or, even worse, a glimpse of a
plumbers crack.

James just looked like such a big boy in his booster seat eating his pumpkin muffins I had to take a picture.

The dueling
don's and their beloved technology.

The view from our "villa". If you wait until the last second and put my dad in charge of finding a place, you get a really nice condo for a lot of money!

James and Daddy on the beach. The only problem with St.
Simons is that you have to wait until low tide to go out.

Cousin Anne and little K. It did get a little confusing with all the K's.

T (rhymes with James) and Grandma, who was liked better than her Ra-Ra.

Aunt K and James. See, another K.

Mommy and James.
Yay! I am finally in a picture!