
After driving all night from Florida to Atlanta, we then drove another 5 hours and finally made it to Asheville. Here is the view from our rental house when we arrived. It was scary-high up in the clouds.

While Daddy went to his conference, we did lots of fun stuff. Here I am at the NC Arboretum hanging out with Mommy. I am, of course, eating twigs.

If you look closely, you can see my green pants. This was in celebration of St. Patrick's Day. (Mommy says to apologize for the lateness of this blog, now over two weeks after the fact.)

Mom was wearing green too.

Here I am with Daddy closing up the hot tub... Don't worry, the depth of field and perspective of this photo are deceiving. Daddy was not about to let me crawl off the balcony.

Here we are at the Biltmore Estate. It was big.
The view from the Biltmore balcony.

Here I am with Nana playing in the grass and posing for Daddy's camera.

Don't you think Daddy should win a prize for this one? Nice shot Daddy. Very artsy.
I got hungry and fussy, so nursed a bit in the garden. I was a bit distracted though. This is me popping up for air.
Here I am checking out the gardens from up high.
And checking them out from down low.

We ended the day with my first ever ice cream cone. You can see that it was a pretty chill experience. (Mommy swears she didn't mean that pun.)
Our last day in Ashville with a little sword action.
Bye-bye mountains!







While I hung out with Mommy and Nana under the umbrella, Daddy went off to feed the birds. We liked to call him the "crazy bird-man" and thought his hat was a nice touch (though quite sun-protective!).
What the crazy bird-man didn't realize was that the birds would follow him back to our beach site... ahhh! help! (that's lipstick on my nose after attacking Mommy's face with my standard greeting just minutes earlier)
Luckily, the birds went away and I got to play in the sand. I managed to eat very little [sand] to everyone's surprise.




She can really make me laugh.
We did all sorts of things together, and I tried to get into lots of mischief... Here I'm trying to crush fingers by pulling down the key cover on the piano.
And here I am trying to spray Mommy and Daddy with the hose... but Nana caught me.
She even caught me playing in the laundry.
But even with all that mischief, she still put on my sun protection hat to go outside. Thanks Nana! I love you.
Grampa is pretty fun, too... you can tell by his cool shirt.
Here I am making faces at him.
And showing off my cart pushing skills...
Yeah, I'm awesome...








Is the sand so refreshingly warm off of Lake Erie??













And I clapped, 'cause it was so much fun.




Here's Nana protecting me from the birds so I can eat another ritz cracker in peace. See, she's got a hat too!


