I just got back from 4 days at the beach with the kids and my mom. Six months ago after a disastrous trip (refusal to sleep, major grouchiness, etc.) to the beach with Molly I swore I would not be taking the kids on any trips for at least 5 years. So this time I set out with some trepidation and just plain hope that it wouldn't be awful. So we arrived and went down to the beach immediately where a small miracle occurred. For 45 minutes there was no crying, screaming, whining, or fighting. Here is the evidence.
Here we have Amos following a seagull around the sand. He really thought he could catch it if he tried long enough. We all had a good laugh.
The rest of the week was much of the same. Two kids happy and one mom pleasantly surprised. Plus three trips to the candy store and one visit to Pig n' Pancake. It was fantastic.
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