Can You Feel The Love?

I love a reason to decorate.  Easy decorate.  Like some string garland and a few felt hearts to get us all in the Valentine's spirit.  Not the hours of making our home look "collected rather than decorated" stage that we are currently living in.  I need time which a 2 year old and 6 month old don't allow me to have.  Hours rummaging through antique stores, hitting estate sales, or scouring flea markets.  That time will come.  Until then, I will revel in my cheesy holiday decorations and resist the urge to brashly point and click my way to a generic abode.

Even the little powder room was not safe from Cupid's arrow

Aside from spreading love at home, we spread some down in Florida with a Winter Break Week back at Bay Hill.  It still feels like home, but it wasn't quite the punch-to-the-gut the first visit was.  I was more focused on getting in the sunshine and pouring glasses of wine with old friends.  

1 down....

2 down!  Properly timed airplane trips that go according to plans are priceless

Tripp got right into life back at the course.

Palmer didn't miss a meal on the patio @ the club...

...and Tripp got more formally acquainted with it.

Every meal was capped off with a round of course.
He really impressed diners when he almost sunk a 100' putt...with his 3 Wood.

Back at the house we had plenty of sand to get into while Tripp napped.
We decorated all our sand huts beautifully.

We spent our time wisely.  Basking in the sun enjoying friends and making memories.

We even snuck a trip to see Poppa for some guitar picking and chicken feeding. 

While we didn't get down to see the new baby lambs, Palmer did take a stroll through the greenhouses and feasted his eyes on the fruits of his Aunt and Uncle's labor.  This lettuce would blow your mind.  Lucky for them the rest of the veggies weren't ready.  I can hammer about 100 cherry tomatoes in one quick stroll through those greenhouses.  

 Before I forget, I  must congratulate this guy...

Aside from a pacifier crutch, this guy is finally giving momma and dada some sleep.
7p-6a?! Welcome back to reality, Heather, welcome back.