July 18, 2012

Family Time

O how I have missed you!

The past couple weeks have been a whirlwind of travel and family time. Between all the fun activities and late night "catch up" conversations, it was difficult to carve out enough time to be here and share my heart's joy with you all.

But I am back... and there is so much to share.

A couple weeks ago we packed up our little car and headed up to Washington D.C. where Aaron's family all got together for some much needed family time.

I enjoyed capturing some of the scenery during our journey north...

I absolutely love that my boys enjoy reading/looking at books (of course Grant was quite intrigued by a baseball magazine).

My imagination always takes off when I see old buildings... I wonder what they were like in their prime.

Hi! :)
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We arrived in D.C. the day after a major storm hit the city. Trees were down everywhere and many stoplights did not work. Thousands of people were without electricity but, thankfully, the only thing we did without was the Internet.

Wesley and my nephew are only three months apart in age and are two peas in a pod. It took them just a couple minutes before they were giggling and running around together.


My brother-in-law's family lives only a short walk away from a beautiful, quiet park - which we frequented. It was great to see the boys laugh together and amuse themselves with simple games like throwing and chasing tennis balls on the basketball court. {And  it always does my heart good to see Grant interact with other children.}

This plaque on a bench near the park entrance caught my gaze every time I walked by... so sweet.

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It seemed so fitting to visit Arlington National Cemetery during the Independence Day holiday. The sea of white tombstones humbled my heart and pulled every ounce of gratitude to the surface.

Our primary mission was to find the grave site of Samuel Mays, a Mayes family ancestor who died during the Civil War at age 20. We are unsure if Samuel spelled his last name without the "e" or if it was simply an oversight by the person who prepared the tombstone.

"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same." ~ Ronald Reagan
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What's better than a cool popsicle during a heat wave?!?

I loved how the busy day gave way to quiet moments in the late afternoon and evening...

Aunt Lala (Lydia) reading to Wesley and Grant

Grandma and Grandpa Mayes with the {very squirmy} grandchildren

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Of course, I had to capture a couple sweet moments of my adorable niece and nephew:

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When we came home to North Carolina, we enjoyed even more family time with my parents, who flew in for a nice long visit.

If Grandpa wasn't working on a project, then he was spending time with Grant and Wesley. I'm pretty sure the boys got spoiled by all the special attention (and I was spoiled by all the household projects that were completed).

Wesley made sure Grandpa had one of his Tiggers whenever they sat on the couch together.

And nobody bakes bread or read books like Grandma...

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I am surrounded by those "little" things...


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