Gracie, Julia, Hilary and a very pregnant me carrying Teresa back from the beach.
Itching to get in the water, can you tell?
Kudos to mom for bringing plenty of crayons and coloring books for those chilly non-beach days.We hit a few snags on this inaugural trip as a family. The weather was a toss-up, and we had bad luck the first two days, but we did manage to get a couple good warm days in before leaving. The kids were happy to brave the icy waters, regardless. Next summer, we'll choose a condo that's less than 7 stories from the ground; something low is generally desirable when you have babies on balconies. And sickness...who can account for that? It hit, and God seemed to be calling each of us to a higher level of patience. Nonetheless, we were able to celebrate my parents' 39th anniversary by sending them off to a nice beach-side restaurant, the little ones enjoyed the sand and pool and ocean, and we all got to bond :)
2 comments:
Cara, how sweet-- for some the glass is always half full. Sand, water, horseshoe crabs, dolphins, an indoor pool outside "adult swim" hours: the stuff of babies' dreams came true. For the adults: margaritas and green shrimp. The 55 degree water (Dave) and the 5 1/2 hour slog home recede in memory--let's go back! mom
P.S. thanks for the dynamite dinner out on anniversary night--sorry about leaving you home with rancid hamburger meat.
Smiley face-- (don't know how to do that)
The kids will always cherish these moments. Looks like you had a nice time. Interested to hear what the "55 degree water (Dave)" means. There has to be a story there.
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