not what I expected

Saturday we took the boys to the beach. I thought it might be nice, I thought it might be relaxing, I knew it would be a lot of work. I DID NOT expect it to bring back soooooo many memories of my childhood. It is proof it has been too long. I don’t know why the memories were endless in my head today…. But this is the first time I can remember spending the day at the beach with all THREE boys. We did go to the beach in Hawaii when Asher was practically a newborn, but that is just not the same. I think it was because where we went, Lido Key, it reminded me so much of home. This day made me want the boys to know the beach the way I knew it growing up.

Asher looking out the window going over the bridge reminded me of riding with my mom over the three-mile bridge, on the way to the beach.  I remember feeling the breeze on my face, looking out onto the water, and ever so often staring in the rear view mirror at one curl sticking out the side of my head. I hated it. I was a troubled little girl. Ha!  Thankfully, Asher was a cool as a cucumber. No troubles in sight :)

We packed a lunch so we could stay all day, if we wanted.

We gathered water to make Drip Castles. It really is an art. If you haven’t done it, you must.


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We admired the seagulls, sandpipers(my favorite), and went on a hunt for sand dollars.



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We played games in the waves. Games my mom and dad used to play with me. Have you ever stood where the water is washing up, waiting for the sand to burry you feet or jumped the waves right before they crash upon you? We did that.

We brought home mostly broken seashells,that the boys hold as treasure, and buckets full of sand in our swimsuits.

The beach wasn’t what I expected

It was better.