When I was younger, my family used to take a trip to Hilton Head about every other summer, but somewhere along the way the tradition died. So this year, we decided to bring it back, and it turned out to be one of my favorite weeks I’ve had this year.
This is that week.
It all began with two days spent in the car, which Sarah documented with ugly selfies of us for her snap chat story.
Then we showed up to the condo and met up with the rest of our family. It consisted of my parents, my grandparents, my aunt Susie, her son Mac and his girlfriend Ashley, and then my sister, Caitlin, my brother-in-law, Zac, and their baby, Molly.
Molly sort of stole the show for the whole week, but can you blame her?
And all in all, it was a very relaxing week. We got henna tattooes.
We found an “Island Bagel & Deli,” where we rode our bikes to one morning.
We had family jam sessions where Mac would play the chords to songs like Bohemian Rhapsody, Hey Jude, and American Pie, and the rest of us would attempt to sing along.
We went to the beach, which I found out that I hate, but took pretty pictures nonetheless.
And there was an awesome rainbow one day!
We sort of recreated a picture from our childhood (sorry I don’t have the original).
And we continued to take ugly selfies.
But then our seven days on the island came to an end, so we said our goodbyes, took our last pictures with Molly,
and headed back to Ohio, all promising that this is the start of a new family tradition, and we will return.