Brandon had a wonderful opportunity to travel to London for 8 days for a small groups conference. While he was gone, Lucas, Lexi, and I took a stretch of 5 days and headed to the mountains!
The first part of our adventure started in the car...a solo drive for almost 4 hours. It was a less than pleasant start to the trip since both the human child and the fur child were extremely restless until literally the last 30 minutes of our trip. I expected Lucas to fall asleep shortly after hitting the road after lunch and was banking on a good 2 hours of quiet. Well, I was very wrong, and he was busy throwing his toys and telling little lies the entire time! Lies, yes, lies. He would say "mommy I have a bug on my head! "Mommy I have a bug on my leg!" Really buddy, not a funny joke to say when we are driving alone down the interstate.
Once we made it to our glorious mountains, the fun began! Nana ran her tail off with Lucas, putting me to shame with her energy level. We watered her garden and played around in big boy undies (those pictures are saved for a potty training post...hopefully coming up in the near future).
We went to a toddler gymnastics class at Asheville Gymnastics, and Lucas had a blast!
Oliver was there too, and Lucas has a pretty intense love for the little pup. [excuse the post nap hair...yikes]
We went to the creek...twice. We splashed in the water and chased butterflies and collected rocks and picked flowers.
Lucas was pretty fascinated by the crazy people and loud drums.
He took his placed in the section "reserved for drummers" and went to town!
I spy...Lucas and Nana in the bottom left corner! He was totally into it until the beat got pretty loud and the eclectic group started chanting and howling (for lack of a better way to describe it.) After that started, Lucas stopped with his spoons in mid air, looked at us and said "ALL DONE."
An older lady ended up giving Lucas $2 for his adorable entertainment. We tried to give it back to her, insisting that a tip was completely unnecessary and he is just this cute all the time, but she insisted. So after a few jokes about my dad becoming his agent, Lucas decided to use his tip money on what any good toddler would...ice cream! We headed to Antler Village at Biltmore Estate for a late evening ice cream run. They had live music on the lawn and turkey running wild everywhere. It was a beautiful ending to a beautiful evening. I'm not sure why I didn't take any pictures there except for driving through the estate! Next time.