Back from the End of the Trail

We're back from a wonderful week at Kabekona. Linnaea was great in the air (the two-year-old sitting behind us on our last flight made her (and us) look really good) & on the ground (grandparents are the best babysitters). I'm sure you'd rather look at pictures than read my jibber-jabber, though, so here you go:

Lifejacket? Right.


Bathing suit cuteness from Portugal (Thanks, Nana!):




The waking-up face:


With Nana & Duke (AKA the Duck of Death):


With new best friend, Adam:


Pater introducing Linnaea to the Malmborg rock bass:


Hello, rock bass.


Queen over all the lake:


We decided it would be a good idea to take Linnaea for a wade in the lake:


She found the experience rather... startling:


Oops.


It doesn't get any better:


Until next year...


Home again, home again, jiggety jig.