A Beautiful Vacation: Panama City Beach Florida

As our first official family vacation, I'd say it was ideal. 4 days and 3 nights of playing in the sand and warm water, eating good food, and relaxing at a cozy Airbnb. It was perfect for our family of four with a two year old and 3 month old.I felt so alive and so happy during these days. I felt like I could do anything! These pictures bring me so much joy and I am beyond grateful we had some time to make memories and just be a family. Panama City Beach, you will always be special to me. And thank you for the warm water and white sands.

Day 1: Friday 30 August 2019. Laguna Beach, Fl.

Our cottage was perfect, and across the street from the beach!

Evening beach trip to a public Panama City Beach before bed

A fun trip to Pelican Ice Cream Parlor before bed!

Saturday 31 August, 2019. Dolphin and Snorkel Cruise to Shell Island.

This kid was a champ during our trip and napped so well during all of our excursions!

Both kids did SO well in the water! Baby boy was a champ with getting his face sprayed with ocean water whenever we played in the waves.

Adelai was the highlight on the boat! She made SO many friends and was the center of attention during our trip back to the marina.

Saturday night we went out for dinner and Adelai tried her first crab, gator, and oyster!

Sunday 1 September 2019. Church, conservation park walk, and movies at the cottage.

Marshall took her on a sunrise walk so that I could have some quiet as I nursed the baby.

Monday 2 September 2019. Thomas' Donuts on the beach and St. Andrews State Park

Enjoying doughnuts from a neighborhood bakery at 6:30 AM on the beach will always be a special memory for me.

Adelai chose a "sprinkler" doughnut for her morning snack

On our way back home, we stopped and bought boiled peanuts at a roadside stand and enjoyed the southern snack!

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