The view from the cabin- gorgeous! Mac and Lucy are enjoying the view with a cup of hot coffee in the morning.
This picture is from our first year. We biked to a cute little festival in the town (I think it was Jacksonport, but might be wrong). We also went on a 30-mile bike ride which ended with beers and cheesecurds at a wonderful townie bar.
As it was a warm spring, a bunch of us even swam in Lake Michigan. (By "swam" I mean jumped in and ran out as fast as possible)
This is from year two. Here are just us women at a local winery. Sean didn't go with us to Door County as he was busy celebrating at his brother's Bachelor party in Vegas (they went to church and played checkers all weekend I think). Kate was able to join us though! We did another 30-mile bike ride which ended at the same bar with beers and cheese curds...but Sarah and I got in a ridiculous bike accident a 1/4 mile from the bar due to a porcupine sighting. I fell over in slow motion and needed to replace my rear tire...but the porcupine was uninjured! (I've never claimed to be graceful)
This year we played on the beach a lot. Kate and Mac and Caitlin couldn't join us, so there was considerably less exercise. The Roes, Sean and Dave began the traditional 30-mile bike ride...but the Roes had to shorten their ride due to a certain two-year-old (who shall remain nameless) who decided she needed to know what a balled up piece of raisin-box cardboard felt like jammed in her ear. Sean and Dave still finished the ride only to discover that our townie bar is closed! Cherry Pie and ice cream was consumed instead. Sarah and I hiked at Whitefish Dunes State Park then went to buy the pie and ice cream. I was going to stay in the car at the creamery, but decided a photo opportunity was worthy of taking the baby out of his car seat...
Which has begun our collection of pictures with Jay next to large items...but I will save that for another blog post altogether.
Okay. Somebody just peed through his second outfit of the day and needs me to change him (Sean, obviously). Think its time for the next diaper size?