We are back from two weeks at the New Jersey shore- the first week in Wildwood and the second in Cape May. Wildwood was unbelievably tacky, complete with lewd tee-shirts and fried oreos on a stick. Cape May was its usual darling Victorian era self. In Cape May, we were with the friends we always vacation with. Aaron's love, Elle, was right across the street. Don't think he forgot it for a moment. He asked for her every second of the day. The other big bonus of Cape May was that Aaron spent the week with his uncle Jimmy. Unfortunately for Jim, Aaron can't say his name, and calls him "Mimmy". So did everyone else. We had a good time, but we are all glad to be home. What follows are random pictures from the trip.
Getting ready to bring mommy to Wildwood:
On the beach in Wildwood after bravely trying the water for the first time:
First mini-meltdown of the day:
Aaron discovered he could play ring around the rosy by himself by using the umbrella's pole as an axle. He is happy to skip the lyrics up to "ashes, ashes, we all fall down!"
Aaron and Mike on the boardwalk:
Aaron is unable to resist saying "CHEESE" when anything is pointed toward him. Sometimes, it is even a camera.
Aaron helping me pack by wearing many hats
Being coy at lunch:
With uncle Mimmy:
On the Cape May beach:
With Ciara, Aidan and Riley in a hole:
By himself in a hole:
Making calls:
