My poor Noah. Vacation was a 4-letter word to you this year. I'm not sure what went a-miss for you, but you had difficulty at nap time, night time, meal time, and all the times in between. The most fun you had was at the beach or in the pool. You loved carrying around the water bottle and spitting in the sand. You loved finding and chasing birds. You love, love, loved the water and Daddy taking you far, far out. But most of all on this trip, you loved Mommy. You stayed with me the entire time. I hope next year is better for you :(
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