Friends, Islands and Dancing in the Seaweed

She couldn't wait for the day to arrive. With each night's kisses and hugs, she'd check off another mark on the countdown calendar that was constantly running updates through her mind. Finally, after much finger twirling and one last tuck-in under the covers, our friends from Michigan arrived. Late, they sleepily dragged their luggage in from the car as our two littles woke to greet them with stories and smiles and squeals of delight.

From that moment, these three were tethered to each other. Three little birds bumping and chirping around our nest, leaving little trails of their fun along the way.

We explored stretches of beach near our home that we hadn't yet sunk our toes into. We collected shells and let laughs hover over head in the salty ocean breeze. And we remembered just what it is about Michigan that we miss... the beautiful miracle of true friendship. Those relationships that have developed over time. The conversations that pick up right where they left off a year ago. Being comfortable just being, and just being with blankets stretched out and snacks passed back and forth on a treasure laden coastline of a nearby island doesn't hurt either. 

A little dance off on a stage of seaweed. Priceless. 

Happy start to the week friends! I've been slow to post since I'm working without my computer, and fingers have been crossed that the photos from Brayden's three year birthday celebration, along with much, much more have been spared as my hard drive is being replaced. I'll be picking it up my repaired computer in the morning and we shall see.

For now, I'll just keep enjoying a little extra time with these lovable littles.