Our last day on vacation. We didn't have a flight until the evening, so had a whole day before we had to leave. Brian and I went running (I ran 4.3 miles every day except one -- quite amazing especially considering I haven't been running much at all for awhile), then my dad and I rode over to the "fake" dog park (a street where a bunch of dog owners meet and let their dogs run) to meet my mom and the boys. The boys had to say good-bye to their favorite dog, Gracie (a huge Rottweiler). After we packed, Brian and I went on a kayak ride. It was so much fun, even if we didn't get see another manatee. Bummer. While we were there, my dad took H fishing ... and he finally caught one! And my mom and C played baseball. So our time was well spent. C might be the only one excited to be home. While he did have a great time, he missed his friends, his bed, his room, his sofa. The rest of us are kind of bummed out though. We all just had so much fun.
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