Answer: Whatever the heck you want.
My "condition" complicated things a bit since I'm due any day now, but we still had a great time chilaxing this past week on our home turf. We even slept in most days thanks to Daylight Savings messing with Addy's internal clock. BLISS.
Doug's brother and his wife stayed with us a few days before they joined up with her family for a reunion. We played outside, showed our nephews the snakes at 3 Lakes Park, and played Super Mario (duh). We had a blast, yet somehow I took zero pictures to prove it (how?).
On Friday we woke up to more ridiculously warm weather, so we decided last minute to head to the beach at Yorktown. Addy was 100% in her element.
I can't tell you how many times we had to stop her from diving into the freezing cold water. I'm pretty sure the beach is her heaven.
We scored and got to watch a submarine come past us on it's way to the naval station. It was only a couple hundred yards away. Seriously so cool.
Hey! A beached whale! Oh wait... no, that's just me 9 months pregnant. Zing!
PS- Wouldn't it have been awesome if the baby had come while Doug had an entire week off? Apparently Baby Perry didn't get the memo... or maybe she just really wanted us to go to the beach?