Have I mentioned that I am now a great-grandmother?
I know, it doesn't seem possible to me either! My youngest grandson, Dylan, is the proud daddy of little Julliette. She is already a little girl before I got to meet her. My son, Darrell, and his family do not come to visit me, I have to go to them. Sad, huh?
This is Dylan holding Juliette Rae (my son Darrell in the background on his computer).
Juliette loves her daddy!
As always, little kids gravitate to Tom, and he is so good with them.
Juliette is one year and four months old and I am so happy that I finally get to see her! She is such a cutie!
My son, Darrell and me.....
Justin is Darrell's oldest son and is a Houston Firefighter/Paramedic and Meredith, who recently graduated from Texas A & M, is Justin's longtime girlfriend.
Following spending Sunday morning with my son and his family, we made our way south to Galveston, the place where I was born. Yes, I am a B.O.I.(pronounced boy), Born on the Island!
We stayed at the Commodore on the Beach, a 1960's style hotel, overlooking the Gulf of Mexico.
BooBoo is basking in the sea breeze enjoying the ocean view!
We decided to rent bicycles and ride along the Seawall.
Can you tell I am a little anxious trying to take this photo while still pedaling my bicycle, and holding on to only one handlebar?
So I gave the camera to Tom for a minute......
It is a gray day and the waves are rolling onto the sandy beach as we make our way along the seawall enjoying the great outdoors.
There is a bench beautification program in progress on the seawall.
We passed by this striking plant! No sure what it is?
After turning in our bicycles, we strolled down to the new Pleasure Pier.
Then I finally got to put my feet in the water, which was quite cold!
Here is something new! All my life, you could park alongside the seawall, FREE! Not anymore!
Now from 10:00 a.m.-6:00 p.m. you must pay!
The following morning we kept our tradition of walking on, and riding the free ferry that takes you across Galveston Bay from Galveston to Port Bolivar.
When I was in Elementary School, we lived in High Island, Tx. which is a few miles up the coast (east) on the Bolivar peninsula, so I have fond memories of riding these same ferries with my Mom to go to Galveston to buy groceries. I always enjoy coming back and going on a ferry ride!
It amazes me to watch these birds, with their feathers ruffling in the breeze, manage to hang onto such precarious perches while the ferry is in motion.
After our ferry ride we headed north to Dickinson to see Tom's brother, Mark, and wife Janie.
We were lucky to catch Mark at home since he travels extensively with his job as an engineer on cargo ships. He had just arrived home the evening before we got there. Mark and Janie treated us to lunch a local café called The Fish Place.....awesome, delicious seafood! Great to spend time with them again!
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