We were then able to check into the Inn at Bay Harbor. Well I unpacked our bags and looked forward to getting out of our single hotel room and into the beauty of Northern Michigan and start some good ol' family fun... And it started raining. And there was nothing to do for the kids.
The beach turned out to be a rock beach instead of sand. So we spent a lot of time throwing rocks into the water and trying to keep the kids from throwing themselves in too. We attempted to take some beautiful family pictures, the kind you put on Christmas cards and convince your family and friends of the amazing family vacation you took by the look on all the happy faces and view in the background. But this is what we got:
2 crying toddlers and 1 farting 7 year old.
Nate was poked in the right eye, Drew in the left eye, and Zachary blocked the eye poke by using binoculars.
I call this one, "Indigestion."
And of course, "the crotch grab."
We did the famous "O-H-I-O" picture with Nate dotting the 'i' which came out pretty well but check out the next one:
Zachary losing interest, Drew asking when we are going to eat next, and Nate whining because he skipped his nap and it was somehow my fault.
But of all our pictures, these were my favorite. Can you guess why?
Stay tuned for the final part,
The Joyful and Tired Dad