Bienvenidos a Miami

It's more like "welcome back FROM Miami" at this point (however you say that in Spanish), but last week Miami welcomed us with open arms. And I was of course singing Will Smith's song each morning as I woke up. Bienvenidos indeed.

To say that the sun felt good on my arms would be a gross understatement...it was downright amazing. To wake up each day to sunshine, no rain in sight and the only plans for the day consisting of laying by the pool, running, reading, and delicious meals, (and the occasional work meeting)...we felt pretty spoiled.

Nick and I got to enjoy some much appreciated time together. We ventured to Little Havannah and had some incredible Cuban food and quite possibly the worlds best mojito's (or three), but who's counting. It was vacation.

Miami is a FUN city. Neither of us had ever been there so we weren't really sure what to expect, but we have returned as huge fans.

It certainly didn't hurt that we were there for a work incentive conference and were staying at the Ritz Carlton either. Everything would "be their pleasure".
Even blankie got special treatment!

Yes, I still travel with my blankie.

Why take a picture of us driving down the highway?

Oh, because "that block was dead yo...so we continued to A1A...BEACHFRONT AVENUE!"
We test drove some fancy BMW (another random perk of staying at the Ritz...cars at your disposal, for free!!) and I was just dying when our directions instructed us to turn onto A1A!

Oh Vanilla Ice...

Our last night there was a cruise around their bay area and some star-gazing/stalking of the most ridiculous homes on Star Island. Talk about excess-- these homes were unreal, absurd, and such fun to see.

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Back home...

Charlotte got to spend special time with both Grammie and Teta & Poppie.
Our PEPS group had a combined one-year birthday party for all the little kiddo's that we were so sad to miss, but so happy that Grammie took Charlotte so she could celebrate with all her little friends.

I roll at these pictures trying to line the babes up...

But as good as that sun felt, I missed my girl. Four days was enough (more than enough really) and I was aching to get back home to her. Back to our routines and normal life. It was the longest we've been away from her, and as lovely as everything was...it was really difficult to be away.

Bienvenidos home.