Here is part of my family: Chris, Heidi, McKenzie and Chase on our dock soaking up the sun and smiling for the camera!
I went to the beach one day with Heidi and the kids, and here, Kenzie and Jenna are burying Chase and making him into a "merman." Chase had his goggles on so no sand would blow into his eyes.
Jenna has the paddle and is kayaking with McKenzie riding shotgun here on Pine Island where we went for a small first day outdoor activity. Both Kenz and Jenna paddled around quite a bit that day and much sun was absorbed by all.
Much of spring break, 2011, revolved around outdoor activities. It had just snowed in Michigan prior to the kids coming down to Florida, so sunshine and warmth played a big part of what went on. Here, Chris, my son-in-law is throwing his son, Chase way high in the air...Chase is on a swim team and loves being in the water.
Poolside: Chase, Bethany, Katie, McKenzie and Jenna...missing from this photo is my niece, Allie. Five girls swimming in our pool along with Chase, our grandson.
Sadly, I don't have photos of all of the crabbing the family did down at the dock with Richard. They caught quite a mess of them and learned how to clean and cook them. We had a wonderful meal of crab cakes that Richard made...the best I have ever eaten and I made a delicious crab/chorizo pasta for dinner one night. Oh, and added to the huge group we had our neighbors, Deb and Brian over for dinner along with their daughter, Nikki. I made my famous bean soup the night before the whole group had to drive north to Georgia and Michigan and Deb and Brian came over and we added hamburgers to the mix. Brian had a whole sleeve of burgers and brought them over. I hear tell the beans provided enough gas to make it to Michigan and saved the kids a lot of money. We had a wonderful time...loved all the people in our home and especially loved seeing five teenagers get along so well together despite their differences. Oh, Bethany goes to an arts school and she sang for us one evening. Katie, who is a dancer, declined to dance...sad. Maybe next year.