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Carolina Sunrise

We just got back from vacation. We spent the last week with Stuart's family on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. October is off season so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. There is a lot to do but we didn't. The children preferred the beach and the pool to museums and the local attractions. We played in the ocean and collected buckets of seashells and dug craters in the sand.

Some of the cousins

All of the cousins
The Outer Banks is a long way from Smallville. We've been sandwiched in the car for the last two days. My flock of nightowls left their half-eaten dinners on the table and crawled into bed and were out by 7:30. Stuart and I took over six hundred pictures so there will be more posts to come this week but for now I need to catch up on my sleep.

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Unknown said…
Yes, photos, please! Mayumi loves looking at pictures of her cousins. And Aunts and Uncles, too.

Sounds like you had a wonderful time.

Kim
tammi said…
Looks and sounds like a WONDERFUL place to vacation! Someday I'll get me to a place like that, too. (Hopefully!!) I look forward to seeing more pictures.
40winkzzz said…
Love that second pic! Sounds like a fun, relaxing week. Do the other cousins homeschool as well? (I'm assuming, since most people don't pull their kids out of school for a week in October.)
40winkzzz said…
Oh, and... 600+ pics? Very impressive. That beats the 556 I took at our family reunion this summer. However, my hubby was not there & the kids didn't have cameras, so all 556 were taken by me alone. (Well, except for some shots of Fuzz & me tubing that were taken from the boat by my cuz-in-law.)

Try not to post *all* of them.
Melissa said…
Oh, I wish I'd known you were so close!

Catch up on your rest, friend.

P.S.- October through February are my favorite times of year there.
Jennifer Jo said…
So that's where you've been! I was starting to get worried!

-JJ
Janelle said…
The Outer Banks are wonderful! Puts me in the mood to go back there again.

Your header absolutely cracks me up!

Sure is good to catch up on your blog!
ocean mommy said…
That sounds heavenly!! LOVE the last shot. Too cute. That would make a great black and white Christmas gift for those grandparents!

Looking forward to seeing more!
steph.
You're making me wish Thanksgiving was already here! We are planning to spend it with my family (all the cousins) at a beachhouse in Alabama. The kids are already excited about the beach, and I am excited about the fellowship...

Xandra
Joyfulness said…
Makes me miss NC! Glad you had a great vacation.
Anonymous said…
That's a beautiful place. Your vacation looks fun. I especially liked the Teddy Graham! HA!
Faith said…
FUN! I'm not *too* far from the OBX myself; we'll have to take the boys there once they're a bit older (does it sound funny to say that when they haven't even been born yet? ;)). Love the pics. :)

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