More house pics before we say goodbye

Kate says, "Uncle Michael, enough!" Actually, she has the sweetest little voice you've ever heard and calls her brother Jack "Bubba".



Then he grabs both exhausted babies for more photo fun. Those big brown eyes and blue eyes are half shut - poor babies!








Kelly in the kitchen with a Miller light. Mike was sneaky with the camera.



And our last shot of the trip. Right before my camera battery ran out. Noah is strapped in for the long car ride through the keys, back to Ft. Lauderdale. Of course we had to stop at Southernmost Point so Mike could get some Cuban coffee and Cuban bread.



We knew the party was over when on the car ride to the airport Evan felt sick and Noah was screaming while trying to bust out of his car seat. Evan then threw up into his popcorn bag on the plane and insisted on sitting shirtless after I took off his dirty shirt. We arrived in Atlantic City and was greet by my mom - THANK GOD!!! Because our car was dead! Just another day in the life of the Cronins. We should've just stayed in Key West.

Bye bye, Key West. Thank you, PoPo and Mima for this fantastic gift - We love you!!!