Sand between our toes

We finally went to the beach. I hadn't been in so long I'd almost forgotten what it looked like. It was just as amazing as always, though. Sand between my toes. The salty, fishy smell of the water. Best of all, we got to see Suzi experience the beach for the first time (she liked it). Jordan's parents rented a house just one row back from the beach, so it was a quick walk. We spent time with them and Jordan's brother John, his wife Melanie and their baby boy Michael. He's five months old and Suzi loves him. She showed us what a good big sister she is going to be. Every time Michael cried or fussed she ran over to him and asked "What's wrong, Michael?" Then she told him "it's okay" and patted him on the leg. If he didn't stop crying she'd say "Michael crying! He need tiger!" Then she'd run and get him a stuffed tiger (which are not hard to find in our Clemson-loving family) and bring it back to him. And you know, it usually did make him feel a little better.

I have to go to work in a minute, but here are some pictures...

I found out how good it feels to go swimming in the last trimester...

This is a belly shot.

I ran out of time for uploading. More pictures later!