We had a great visit this week from our daughter-in-law, Elizabeth and our grandsons Drew and Ollie. I believe a wonderful time was had by all, but Grammy was the big winner.The best advice I had all week came from a three year old who said, "Grammy you're going too fast. Slow down."
Only a three year old and the brother that follows his every move can make you forget the shops and turn a walk down St. George Street into a great adventure. First we spied a fountain that was just waiting for two little boys to wash their hands in it. Then along comes a man with a wagon full of tiny puppies just itching to be petted.
They feel the rain running off the roof onto their heads and they call it a fun shower.
And who can pass a cannon in a park and resist climbing onto it?
There is a waterfront restaurant called Santa Maria where the waiters bring the kids baskets of bread to drop through trap doors in the window sills to feed the seagulls. Now who would say this isn't the most fun?For a moment I was afraid they would fall through the trap door.
These children never tire of screaming as each wave of the ocean washes over them then laughing at the result. Digging in the sand to no avail is just plain fun.
Sitting around a campfire telling stories and eating smores never gets old to a seasoned camper, but to a child it doesn't even matter that the fire is mostly smoke. The St. Augustine wood historically refuses to burn and generally just smolders. It pays to invest in a few duraflame logs to get started.
Just remember the first time you saw the world through a cheap pair of binoculars. Wasn't that amazing?
I love the live oaks for their stately beauty, but they also make the most wonderful climbing trees.A soaring swing makes you feel like you can touch the sky.
And no matter what your age, ice cream is just plain manna from heaven.
If you want more details of our adventures in St. Augustine, visit Elizabeth's blog Embracing Chaos.
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