Spring break can't come soon enough. After a stagnant travel year, we are about to take our first excursion to the sunny beaches of Pensacola, Florida. Excitement resonates from our household, with the exception of Kate, of course, she has no idea of the sights in store. Although Jon and I have become worthless in all capacities other than trip planning and prep, Ally is the most excited. Nearly every word out of her mouth is related to the camper, the ocean, the beach or seashells. She's never seen the ocean. We took a walk in a park that borders the Meramec yesterday and she was transfixed by the muddy water. She'll be ecstatic in a week. I can't wait!
A little trepidation lingers in the air. This will be Kate's first camping trip. Hopefully she'll sleep well in the camper for our sake and the sake of our camping neighbors. I'm feeling optimistic, though. That's part of the fun, right? The fun of the unknown? We'll be makin' memories, like Grandma Lohse always says.
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