


It seems that all of us were hit with the same thing. It definitely slowed us down. But, we still worked in some cool things. We visited the beach a couple of times, the hotel pool a couple of times and took several excursions.
Our first excursion was close by -- at the giant state park which was near our hotel. So close that we rode bikes over there and tooled around the park on two wheels. (Mercer and I rode a tandem bike while Isabella rode in the child carrier on the back of Todd's bike.

Our next excursion also involved the Intercoastal Waterway, but this time we traveled by boat along it's waters. There's something called "Millionaire's Row" along the banks.

There were beautiful yachts all lined up as well. We took the water taxi to Hollywood Beach, south of Ft. Lauderdale to grab dinner and walk around. Hollywood has a great boardwalk, perfect for biking. Mercer says he wants to go back sometime and rent some of the cool low-rider bikes that we saw.

On the way there and along the way back, there were lots of natural areas as well as industrial areas. Port Everglades - one of the busiest ports in the US - was actually very interesting. We enjoyed watching cargo ship loading and unloading, the mechanics of draw bridges, and the like. Mercer said this was his favorite part of the trip.



The place we went was technically in the Everglades National Park, but the tour company had added other stuff there too in order to make more of a show of the whole thing... to entertain.
They had a guy who did some education on and later pinned down an alligator. They had a baby alligator that people could hold too (including our brave 3 year old!) Here's a funny tee-shirt that we had to snap a picture of. Too bad Isabella wasn't wearing her Hello Kitty shirt!

We met up with dad and Charlie so they could take the kids back home with them. Ever since last year's trip to the beach where Todd and I had our little kayak / snorkel excursion.... we wanted to do more snorkeling.
After we met for lunch and left the nearby manatee education center, Todd and I headed down the scenic route back south -- mainly along A1A weaving in and out of old and new beach towns.

The next day, we took a tour boat out to a spot in the ocean and got in some better snorkeling. Todd started not to feel well while in the water (thankfully his was NOT the ick that Mercer, Isabella, and I had). He did get in some underwater action, however, and got to see some of the beauty under the water.
My camera (in a waterproof case) wasn't taking pictures as I wanted, so there are lots of shots of beautiful teal-green water. Without knowing it, I also took this little video clip. Face masks are flattering, huh?!
Ahhh... technology.
We also got to go out / meet up with a former co-worker one night. With the tough week we had with the kids (and - admittedly - me too... I was tough at times) it was nice to have a little down-time at the end of our stay to decompress.


While the kids were with their Florida grandma and grandpa, we received lots of texts, photos and updates. They went to a bouncy house / inflatables place. They played with the dog. They visited with their aunts and uncle. They even got to "help out" with some chores (on a tractor)! It doesn't seem that they really missed us at all.
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We made it home in time for Mercer to march in the 4th of July parade with his Cub Scout group. Here are some shots as the boys wait for their turn to march / some of the staging & set-up. They were in the middle of the parade & it took about 40 minutes after the parade for their turn to start.
The older kids (boy scouts) were carrying the largest flag in the county. The younger ones - Mercer's group - was carrying a smaller flag, but still of impressive size. At some point, he decided to stop carrying the flag and just start waving to the crowd. (This pic snapped & sent to us by a friend in the crowd.) He liked seeing people he knew along the way.
Between the walk to the parade staging area, then the actual parade route, we walked at least 3-4 miles in some pretty hot / humid weather. By the end of it, he was "done." He asked if we had to do it again next year.... was it required as a Cub Scout? (nope... but kind of cool that he finally got to be in the parade.) Isabella told me that when she's a 9 year old boy, she will walk in the parade too. (um..... ?)

One thing that moved me (but also bothered me) while walking with the boys: only a handful of people stood for the flag and saluted. They were all elderly men who seemed to wear some sort of veteran t-shirt or hat. It bothered me that more people did not take seriously the request by the Scout parents at the front of the group to stand to honor the flag. But - I teared up each time that one of these gentlemen stood at attention until the two big flags had passed. I am sincerely glad that Mercer walked -- even if he doesn't get the depth of his troop's actions.

We walked back up to the square for fireworks, then did a few little ones of our own once we returned home. Isabella ("Little Sparkler") loved them.
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Right before we went on vacation, there was a local "celebrity" who visited the venue where Mercer is attending summer camp. The 17-year old singer had a hit last year called "Watch Me [Whip]" Most people call it the "Whip / Nae Nae" song. ALL of the kids at school sing it / do the dance. (at Mercer's school and at my school.) Isabella knows the words & does a little dance to it too.
It's definitely popular here, but I believe it was popular across the country for awhile - making it to the top of the Billboard chart.
So, in the effort of journaling / documenting mementos for Mercer, here's a copy of a newspaper clipping that someone from the City sent us.
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Our school was going through a rough time / I stepped into a lot of turmoil -- without knowing it, of course. We do not have a big high school population, so I'll be transitioning a little bit to the Middle School team (with some of the kids I was already teaching in 7th - 10th grade) and will swap off with another science teacher between Middle / High. The work load may be a little less on the science side, but I will be teaching a 7th grade history class (YIKES) and will be integrating architecture into more of the students' curriculum as well. This has been a challenge -- joining in at this job. I AM getting a LOT of varied experiences, however.
Closing with a sunrise picture from the beach. If I'm feeling overwhelmed, I just need to go back to this scene with the waves lapping on the shore.........
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