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aghhhhhh. We made it.

We drove there in one day- creating car madness. And tom-tom/gps took us through some serious backwoods of Alabama places. We found a different route coming home. And, stopped over half-way through. MUCH better. Still 12 hours, but better split up.

Tanner loved: "snorkeling with dad!" (ryan adds, we can't forget the jellyfish incident and how he thought he was "going to die"- Tanner, so calm in the midst of stress). Tanner did save Landon's hand from the elevator door, loved the fighter jets at the Air Force Armament exhibit on base at Fort Walton, and lived in his swimsuit.

Emma did not love the beach, mostly the sand. But she did love to swim in the pool. Landon, not much of a speaker yet, would protest if we went the opposite way of the pools to go get a meal or do something un-water related. I heard Ryan say toward the end of the week- Tanner, should we have just gotten a hotel room closer to home to let you guys swim or what?

We walked on the pier, played at the beach playgrounds, swam at various pools, shopped at the outlets, ate some gelato and fish. Our condo had a full kitchen which was a huge help with kids that preferred not to leave the resort.

I over packed clothes for certain, read both 1&2 of the Twilight series, and kept inside during most the day-Jackson is too little for the sun. What I know- we need a suburban. And, Ryan lost his wedding band. Please return if found.

"I don't like the sand." Emma