I am ruler of all I see!
So, we have the paternal family reunion in a few weeks, at the beach. So, we decided to head to Corpus Christi to get an idea of what to expect. We thought this would be the best way to guage how the boys would do, and also how we would do. As a plus, the water in Corpus is super warm. I’m from the Atlantic side of things, and I am used to freezing water, even in the middle of the Summer, but the water in the Gulf of Mexico is balmy. There was no shock to the system whatsoever … at least for me!
That’s a mouthful of sand right there.
The boys however, did not fare so well. I have one five year old who talked to anyone and everyone. Which generally, is not a bad thing, but when the beach is full of complete strangers partaking in who knows what, I get a little nervous. I have a two year old who did nothing but scream because he really didn’t enjoy the sand between his toes, and I have a 10 month old who thought the entire beach was edible! Now though, we have been warned. When we make our next trip to the beach we will be armed. I don’t know quite what to arm ourselves with, but I’ll figure it out soon enough
I have to say, that I officially think the beach is for sixteen year olds. When you’re sixteen, you’re not afraid of running around in a bathing suit; you’re not worried about little kids getting into anything and everything that other people have left behind. Gone are the days of lazing at the beach with a paperback, while trying to impress seventeen year old boys. I am now at an age where a very modest bathing suit is in order, and that’s not just because I’ll be hanging out with my in-laws for almost a week!
Gotta love the sandy Goldfish crackers!