We stopped for the night with Ben's grandma and sister near Grand Rapids. Thus Bryn started the process of being cuddled and spoiled before we ever got to the inn!
Once we got here, Grandpa Dave decided that it was high time for him to teach Bryn the valuable lesson of how to drink out of a sippy cup. He sat down and explained it to her very logically, and after listening carefully, she reached out and grabbed the handle of the cup. That's about as far as she got, though, as she seems more inclined to chew on it than to drink from it.
The next day, we "treated" Brynie to her first trip to the beach. Unfortunately, she did not seem to think this was as much fun as we did. She cried every time we let her little feet touch either the sand or the water. In order to avoid these offensive items, we set her up in her little sun tent, where she sat with a very put-out expression on her face while her Daddy swam in the lake with her Aunt Kristin. Eventually we gave up on the beach and took her swimming in the indoor pool, which she seems to regard as a very large bathtub that just happens to contain many people to play with her. Since we always bathe her right before bed, being in the pool knocked her out for a good nap as soon as we got out. Now just throw in a nap for me too, and that's what vacation is all about.