My favorite photo of 2011 {The Paper Mama Challenge}

When I read The Paper Mama's challenge for the week, my first thought was *phesh* I know

exactly which photo was my favorite from 2011.

Then I went to find it and came across at least 50 more that I thought *phesh* thats my favorite, no this one, oh man but I really like this one.

I guess this will happen when you take at least 15 photos a day.

So lets do the math if I average 15 photos a day x 365 days = an OBSCENE amount of photos.

Here is the one I settled on...

{taken with my phone}

A moment when Buggie was doing her thing and Bean was on the sidelines cheering her on.

I love how it captures a single moment.

Not one of them posed, sitting pretty, and holding hands.

Just them being who they are my fun, loving, carefree kiddies.

And for the cherry on top it is at our beach.

The same exact sandy shoreline that has been our families spot for 5 generations.

My great grandparents owned a little motel right here, so my kids are now the 5th generation to play in this little stretch of the Gulf of Mexico.

And just the thought of it gives me goosebumps.

So yes this is my favorite photo I took in 2011.

Fall Florida Style {The Paper Mama Photo Challenge}

This is my first time linking up with Chelsey from The Paper Mama, and I am very excited to join the fun.

This weeks challenge is fall.

And honestly these pictures may not look very fall to you, but if you do not live in Florida then you my not recognize "our" fall.

Unfortunately for us fall is not about trees filled with techno colored leaves, falling to the ground every time the wind blows.

And it surely is not about scarfs, hats, and mittens.

Nope our falls are shorts, flip flops, and palm trees.

But one thing fall does bring us is time outside in 70 degree weather.

So with the sun hanging low in the sky, giving us an hour or so of sweat free playtime, we RUN full speed outside.

This was fall for us this weekend.

Time at the park playing peek-a-boo.

Then a little pretend game of baseball, where Daddy stood on the mound and "throw" the ball and we "swung" our bats. And every ball we "hit" was a homer! Then ran the bases with our arms stretched high above our head in victory!

And for some of us preferring to draw in the dirt.

It was a magical fall day here in Sunshine State.