We got to go "swimming" with Grandpa Stro in the "hot pool" on their porch. We did a lot more splashing and pouring than we did swimming, but Grandpa didn't mind.
There was a ledge that was perfect for jumping off.
If we pulled our legs up we would go all the way underwater and make a big splash.
Splashing in the "hot pool"
Gone golfing
We went for a long walk around the neighborhood and golf course. We each found a golf ball.
Man golfing is exhausting, but at least we didn't lose any golf balls.
Go away rain
It rained nearly all day on our first day. We spent quite a bit of time on the porch, listening to it.
We also spent some time walking in it. Because when life gives you rain . . .
. . . jump in it.
You'll never guess . . .
. . . what we made and ate last night. We'll give you some hints.
We unwrapped Snickers bars and covered them in batter.
Then Grandpa put them in this device that was really hot to cook the batter covered candy bars.
Then we ate them. They were amazing, as anything deep fried is. Tomorrow . . . butter.
Fancy bath
We got to take an awesome bath today in Grandma's super-cool bathtub. There are jets in it.
They're underwater, so we went looking for them.
We're not sure what we found.
When it rains, we slide and jump
No beach in Myrtle Beach on our first day, too rainy. Instead, we headed to the indoor bounce house.
Jumping is good and all, but add a tremendous flop at the end and the jumping is much better.
Some of the bounce houses had slides attached, it was so much fun.
Even Daddy got into it.
Cheaters always win
Don't ever let anyone tell you different. Those who let you cheat, always lose . . .
. . . but that's what playing cards with Dodie is so great. She doesn't mind losing.
Making ourselves at home
As soon as we woke up in Myrtle Beach this morning, we made ourselves right at home.
It's a great day to fly . . . let's fly two
It was indeed a great day f0r traveling. We headed to the airport after lunch.
Mommy and Daddy hid a couple new toys in our backpacks including some super awesome airplanes.
Of course there were suckers in there too.
We landed at Jackson's airport in Atlanta and tried to find our plane. We did eventually . . .
. . . but had to - we mean GOT TO! - take a train to Charley's gate. "Gate C as in Charley," the lady on the train's loudspeaker kept saying.
We did get a little work done during all our air travel . . .
. . . and landed with a bump in South Carolina. They let us out right on the tarmac to wait for our bags at Myrtle Beach International Airport. Seriously, that's what it's called.
All aboard the birthday train
We met Grandma and Bumpa for dinner tonight and gave Grandma her birthday cards and gift. We gave her a couple incredible cards. Not only did they sing, but they danced too. That's right, DANCED!
We also get her a cool new travel coffee mug and some yummy coffee, we hope.
Afterward, everyone came back to our house and we showed off our new trains and awesome track.
The train table is pretty big, but there's definitely not enough room for everyone at the same time.
Fine spot for a rest
The best part about fall and winter . . . the sunshine that comes pouring in through our southern facing windows. Hairy knows it too.
Conversation vs. Dessert
Not much beats nice weather, good friends and good conversation. Except maybe dessert.
That's a lotta thatch
We helped Daddy de-thatch the front yard. After he used the REALLY big and REALLY loud special lawn mower, all this brown grass called thatch was left. We helped him rake it up . . .
. . . some of it anyway. It was REALLY hard word, we needed to take occasional breaks.
After raking it into lots of big piles, we need to pick up the piles . . .
. . . one armful at a time.
Until we discovered a better way to do it. We used our bus and bulldozer to push the thatch into the garbage bag. It was a lot easier, a lot faster, and a lot more fun.
Tabletop talk
The top of the table is a way more comfortable place to have a conversation than the seats.
Intestinal fortitude
Testing the limits of your body . . .
. . . that's what growing up is all about.
Lost, definitely not forgotten
Also after our first day of school more than a week ago, we picked up Aunt Jen-Jen from the airport. She had a really long layover so we took her to one of our favorite parks and . . .
. . . hung out for awhile.
Since she was traveling, naturally she had Traveling Pig with her. Pig is a lot smaller in person.
Nearly forgotten
How could we forget about ice cream? After our first day of school more than a week ago, Mommy took us out for ice cream to celebrate. Chocolate with lots of sprinkles.
Delicious.
Let's go Twins
We met Grandma and Bumpa at the Twins game and had a great time. We yelled and clapped as loud as we could, even when it seemed as though no one else was.
One of our favorite parts about going to a Twins game is riding the train.
It takes us right to the stadium, no traffic, no parking, no walking, it's great.
We made sure to wear our Twins pants so everyone would know our allegiance.
GO TWINS GO!!!
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