We are home.
Back to the familiarity of our own beds and routines.
I've been scrambling to get our fridge filled and never ending list of appointments and sitters scheduled. I've been playing major catch up on work responsibilities, not to mention trying to squeeze in some semblance of a birthday celebration for Troy.
Although we are so happy to have no more looming trips on the horizon, our minds and hearts are overflowing with summer memories that will last a lifetime.
Luckily I have hundreds of pictures of all those memories I haven't even looked at yet to help cement them into our minds.
For now, my brother made another one of his awesome recaps of our time at the beach. (Last year's video is here.)
I just have to preface this by saying that I attempted to mimic the Olympic gymnasts that we were watching every night during our trip. And my brother jokingly caught it on film. But I feel pretty cool that I still have it in me to flip around after all these years. Except I was sore for about a week.