With all the snow this winter, Mom and I decided to grab Quinn and flee to the Bahamas. I think it was a wise decision.
Quinn was a really great traveler all the way there. Here we are in the Charlotte airport waiting for our flight to Freeport.
And Quinn loved Jeff Gordon\’s racing car — he wanted to climb in and drive.
We made it! We hit the beach around 3 pm and enjoyed the last bits of sun…and a Goombay Smash (rum drink). Quinn got right down to business. I love the colors of the ocean!
The next morning we woke up to some wild winds and crashing waves. Unfortunately the wind stuck around for a couple of days.
We couldn\’t go to the beach because the wind was whipping the sand around. Poor Quinn was digging in sand wherever he could find it…even a crack in the sidewalk.
We found a partially enclosed area where Quinn could dig in the sand and mom could find shelter.
So happy together!
The White House 