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Snapper for Supper

Snapper for Supper

The weather report called for 1-2′ seas making the opening day of snapper season optimal for taking the kids out on the boat. But, as weather is unpredictable, the winds picked up in the afternoon and it turned out to be 4′ seas with our family of five offshore ten miles. Thankfully, if we have done nothing else, we have raised our crew with sea legs and they surprisingly did not complain much. We caught our limit within an hour thanks to Captain Robinson. The Rock Bass decided they were hungry as well so we kept a few of them too.  With the assistance of Net Boy, of course.

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

 

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

 

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

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Spring Break

Spring Break felt more like Winter Break this year which didn’t keep us from doing anything except perhaps swimming. And come to think of it, it may not have stopped a couple of my younger kids either. We headed to 30A for the weeks which draws families from all over the southeast– appealing to all ages, in our case ages 5 to 41. A win-win.  Sassy joined us for the later half of the week and showed me the best place to buy wine, order pasta, and served as stand-in second parent while Mike left to head back to the office.   I could get used to beach life fo’ sure.

 

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

 

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

 

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

 

Spring Break via grateful simplicity

a brief stay by Mr. R-- work tends to take over his social life a bit these days

a brief stay by Mr. R– work tends to take over his social life a bit these days

 

New Life

Easter Sunday is highly celebrated and typically entails a worship service, lunch/brunch and some serious egg hunting.  Sadly, the Easter Bunny brings a little gift or two to the kiddos as well. This year was no exception. In fact, it was a seemingly fitting timing reminding us the resurrection and new life which always brings us hope. And for that we are most grateful.

New Life via grateful simplicity

 

These two tend to be hot and cold. Best friends yet competitive – mostly of their grandparent’s time and affection. Okay, more Raynes than Whit. Case in point– “Pops” picked up Raynes early from Preschool today — because at age 5 he has a serious case of senioritis. As to not hurt Whit’s feelings, who attends the same preschool in the adjacent classroom, I walked down to get Raynes and bring him to a second location where Pops could secretly pick him up so that Whit wouldn’t feel excluded (Whit recently had his own Pops-oh-so-fun day). What does Raynes do? Announces to me, as we are awaiting Pop’s big blue truck to round the bend, “I told Whit that Pops was picking me up and he cried.” He may or may not have said it with a little twinkle in his eye. Little meany. His parents better kick it up a notch at home.

Some bunny is serious about their egg hunting

Some bunny is serious about their egg huntin

 

New Life via grateful simplicity

One guess as to who would’ve given these already wild boys more sugar… Hint: Begins with an “s” and ends with a “y”

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Wherever she goes, they go…

 

New Life via grateful simplicity

Salt air relief

Because every now and then, we all need some salt air relief. Even if it means grabbing a sweatshirt (or two) and requires the additional warmth of your favorite furry friend.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Le Kens celebrated her 11th birthday last week and has officially joined a club soccer team with her first practice having taken place tonight. With traffic, sister’s tennis match, and some minor miscommunication between her Daddy and I she was about 10 minutes late and I actually worried that she might send her heart into tachycardia. The girl likes a solid plan, well thought out time-table, and then by-golly stick to the plan. And never ever be late to practice, especially on the first day. Sorry, Kens. Blame it on your Mama. One day you may realize that this is the small stuff. Hello Pot? It’s me, Kettle.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

President’s Day and we had the entire island to ourselves. One of my favorite Florida days to date.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

What you talkin’ bout Willis?

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

Spring Break and a little salt air relief is around the corner– I can feel it!

Hankering for salt air

Happy New Year! Lots of talk about resolutions this week. Typically, being the list girl that I am, there is a list I’ve put together by now with all the things I hope to accomplish in 2017. Didn’t do that this year. Instead, my goal is one simple thing. Go a little easier on myself. If I can’t lose weight, attend church every Sunday, drink more water… than that’s okay. Most day’s we’re all just doing the best we can do so why know go a little easier on ourselves.

In other news, the salt air was calling my name over the break. I don’t know how to describe it other than it was a hankering. An urge, a need, a want to walk along the coastline, breathe some salt in into my lung, and take in all the beauty. So we did– and we brought along some of our favorite little friends too. Though not fancy, this place is one of my favorite places in all the world feeling much like home. I love that our children love it too. While I love the coastline Mr. Robinson has an adoration for the sea having taking our children out on the boat as young as 6 weeks old (disclaimer: it was bay side for a sunset cruise as Kenley laid up in her bouncy seat with head propped against her little bouncy seat head rest).  Although the drive is not but 50 minutes from our home, it had been nearly 6 months since we had been down there. Such a shame. But… it’s a new year so I am going to let it going and go a little easier on myself.

St. Teresa Beach, FL

St. Teresa Beach, FL

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

You win some, you loose some.

You win some, you loose some.

 

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

 

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

Hankering for salt air via grateful simplicity

 

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Hankering for salt air