Floridians

Ben, the boys and I arrived in Florida early Sunday morning to visit Amalia and Pete.  I spent the majority of Sunday and Monday reading a trashy novel by the pool- which was indulgent and lovely.  Ben and Pete took in some golf.  Apparently due to the unseasonably cold temperatures the last week or so in Florida- there are dead iguanas all over the golf course- they fall out of the trees?

Ben and Pete are both very activity oriented.  So in addition to golf- there has also, of course, been fishing.  Just off the dock so far, though I'm sure the Bass boat will be pulled out at some point.  Pete got one baby fish, Ben got a couple of bites, and despite the picture, I caught nothing except my own line. 

 

Aunt Martha and Uncle Jamie came over for dinner last night and entertained us with stories of their carb-loving golden retriever, Buddy.  Charlie and Jackson were getting jealous hearing all the goodies he gets his paws on.  But they did manage to show off their slender physiques for the camera.