It has been a busy, busy week. My good friend, Tara, was in visiting from Alabama. We had such a nice time. I have been battling this upper respiratory junk this week and she is AMAZING with our kids. She might just let them get away with so much more than I do!
So today was the first day I felt good and we packed up the car and headed to the beach. I went with a great friend and her three kids who are the same ages. It was a blast! The waves were big and none of the kids were scared. They were just getting pummeled by them and loving every minute of it.
and there happened to be an ton of shells…so we alternated from the ocean to the sand and back again.
they did not sit down once…we had to beg them to get out for lunch.
They dug these huge holes and played for hours in the sand….they did not fight, they did not complain once, and they did not want to come HOME!
As were were there, I got to thinking how incredibly lucky our family is. We have three kids who LOVE the water (this makes me smile), are happy and most importantly healthy. I have great friends here….who will do crazy things like pack six kids between the two of us and head to the beach. I am amazed at how many memories each day creates. I love that I am able to be home with them even though there are just really tough days.