We kicked off August at Figure Eight Island with three houses full of Hardys. You've heard me say before, but it bears repeating, that Robert comes from good stock. I love his family dearly and am thankful to have married in to such a wild, fun, faithful, loving and generous group of people. Actually, this probably sums
It was a such a fun time of togetherness and memories and laughter and I'll treasure these photos that remind us of one of God's greatest gifts to us. (Family, that is. The beach is up there, though...)
These are the views from Robert's cousins' backyard in Wilmington. Ain't too shabby, huh?
Here's the whole crowd. Daddy Hardy would be busting with pride.
Loved this tribute to the patriarch and matriarch of this family, Grandmother and Daddy Hardy.
When we weren't eating, there was plenty of boating and beach time too...
I learned to paddleboard (sorta!)
Here's Daddy Bob's paddleboard wipeout (due to a boat's wake, totally not his fault)
And evenings brought us some chill time together inside, more good food, and some sunset views I just couldn't get enough of.
We took Eleanor and Clara to the Wilmington Children's Museum one morning and it was a blast! Such a well-done children's museum!
And to finish up, just a quick photo shoot of this little girl in her itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka dot bikini.
And a few without it. Just because... there's not much cuter than a naked baby on an empty beach.
Are you worn out yet? These girls are.
Thanks Be To God.