Getting an invitation to spend the day with friends at Old Man's in San Clemente is totally my gig.
Getting up at 5:30 a.m. to guarentee a spot is so totally not my gig.
However, 8 years into this thing called parenthood, wez-a-gettin' smart.
Letting the kids sleep until the very last minute? Smart.
Eating breakfast on the road? Smart.
Packing our minivan (don't be jealous) the night before? Smart.
Bundling up in hoodies, boots, over pjs? Smart.
Don't be fooled non-Southern California peeps. It gets cold here. Especially during May grey.
However, this morning was unlike the rainy gloom we woke up to yesterday. Clear blue skies and crisp ocean air welcomed us with open arms.
We felt our hearts skip a beat in anticiapation of salty air, sandy toes, and wet babes taunting frothy ocean waves when we saw these and knew we were getting close.
Once the manly men showed us their potective strength by shelterering their ladies and kiddos, we happily kicked off our shoes, and waited for the warming sun to notify us of the time to change into our proper beach wear.
And friends, just so you know, here is proof that I practice what I preach about sun safety. Don't I have a glow about me???
If I was more vain, I'd at least get a spray tan. I'd also suck in my stomach and not glare at Kevin for taking my pic.
As a parent there is nothing that makes my heart swell with sweetness than to watch my children explore, create, and share in experiences with other littles that brings them pure joy.
If this is a taste of what's to come this summer, I say, "bring it."
Speaking of taste... look at this one who convinced his dad that he could have a soda even though his mama is a "we don't give our kiddos soda kinda gal".
(admiring his new love)
I am grateful for blissful days like today. I am also grateful for the brave and selfless men and women who gave their lives so we can live in this great country where our freedom allows us the ability to create days such as this.