We spent spring break in High Point with PeePaw and Grandma Beth and had a great week. We played outside a lot, went zip lining, and just enjoyed our time together.
After putting the lake house on the market to see if it would sell, PeePaw and Grandma Beth had it under contract in just three days. The lake house is one of our family's very favorite places and it holds simply the best memories imaginable. While we understand their reasons for selling, we are still sad to see it go. On our way home, we stopped and stayed there one last time.
Like he has done since he was a tiny toddler, Luke's first lake house stop was the living room to play with Uncle Matt and Uncle Drew's old toys.
The boys warmed up in the hot tub and then did one last high dock jump and polar plunge.
I found an old 4th of July hat in the boat house and wore it for old times sake.
Before we tearfully drove off, both boys spent some time down by the lake.
Learning to surf, fish frys, 4th of July fireworks, finding out we were expecting Luke, Thanksgiving oyster roasts...I could go on and on listing the best memories of our time at Claytor.
Oh, how we will miss this view...
The drive home was something...Luke rode with a surf board above his head and the boys were separated with a ski.
The yellow lake house quilt now sits on the guest bed at the cabin
and the quilts from the bunk beds are now in the loft for the boys to use.
Easter morning
Creed made a quick, 24 hour trip, out to Colorado to get in one last day of skiing this year.
Nothing beats breakfast on the Blackstone.
