Memorial Day beckoned us to our home away from home. We joined a large group of friends for an annual beach day in San Clemente. It didn't matter that some the kids didn't know each other because all kids speak the universal language of play. Give them sand, salty ocean water, tide pools, crabs, and each other and they are set.
We arrived early enough to beat the crowds. Early enough translates to boys wearing winter pajamas and boots to stay warm and Kevin kindly suggesting that maybe I should not talk to anyone until my coffee starts to take effect. He was so on target, I just laughed. I am not a morning person.
Jack cracks me up. He was intently trying to figure out the point of this game. I finally shouted down to him, "Jack you have to toss it!" All was well after that.
My boys are fluent in play.
Jack tried to pull a Charlie on the boogie board, but the rocks prevented him from shredding it up. He wasn't too happy about that.
Don't fret, he bounced back. Kids have a remarkable knack for that.
The kids disappeared into the forest several times. Our oldest, Luke, was crowned Master. It must be nice to have little ones follow you and call you Master all day long. I think I'll try that one of these days.
I hope you had a fabulous Memorial Day weekend. Did you do anything fun? I must put our fun day aside for a moment to say that I'm so grateful for those who have served and sacrificed on our behalf.
Now I'm off to finish watching House Hunters before another week of teaching begins. Hugs to you!