We headed to Maine. It is called “Vacationland,” which always struck me as ridiculous as a child. Growing up in Vermont, Maine always seemed like a colder version of my day to day life . . . as an adult, it is a vacation an hour’s drive away and I adore heading up there with my boys . . . as you can see here, here, and here . . . just to show a few trips.
Maine is beautiful, but these faces . . .
. . . are my favorite.
We walked all along York’s Long Sands Beach . . .
So fun that our little guy is walking with us these days.
And a true joy to see the views through his eyes . . .
We are loving fifteen months . . . where he finds joy in exploring . . .
And he loves holding my hand . . .
This little guy and his papa, both hold more than just my hand, they surely hold my heart.
Happy Fall! May you enjoy it with those that you most enjoy!