Last week, we went to Galveston. It was a good little break for the grown-ups and a little adventure for Indiana. We stayed in a little house close to the beach, so it was very homey and relaxing. I've documented most of the trip via Instagram, but for my own memories, I thought I'd post a little more about it. Casey and I always enjoy reading back and seeing where we've been and what we were up to in years past.
The penguins, or as he called them, "piggins!" I tried to correct him, but then he called them "big ducks," piggins, it is.
On the second trip to the beach, Indiana was much more into the beach thing, with lots of help. I held him and we went out into the water too, to jump the waves. That was really fun.
Galveston was fun, but it also made me appreciate Dallas more, particularly the running! So much easier (and cooler, with less wind and softer running surfaces) to run on the Katy Trail, or White Rock Lake or just around nice neighborhoods, than running on the Seawall or in an unfamiliar (and not very scenic) neighborhoods. But it was a nice change of pace and good family time.