For Luke and Nolan's third birthdays and Olivia's second birthday, we headed to Port A. Our family, Mic and Ryan and kids, Lauren, Grandmother and Aunt Lanie made it to the coast, and what a trip it was. First and foremost, getting two little kids packed with clothes, toys, food, beach stuff was a feat in and of itself. Secondly, remembering that I had a dog to also find a home for a few days was another task (thanks, Mom and Brooke!). Thirdly, I had to pack myself and shutdown the house ... but that's nothing that any other mother in the world hasn't done. Fun it was, relaxing it was not. (Pretty sure that relaxing vacations and little kids don't go together). Luke, just as I suspected, didn't want anything to do with the water. He ... maybe ... put his toes in the surf for a couple of seconds, but that was it. He was happy playing in the sand with his dumptruck. Madeline, on the other hand, loved everything about it, including splashing in the water, chasing the seagulls and eating the sand. Mmm.
Adam and Ryan took the boys on a boat to see the dolphins, and Luke talked about the big boat for days afterwards, telling us that it goes "rummm rummm," moving his imaginary boat over imaginary big waves. Madeline and Olivia got their first baby pedicures by Grandmother and enjoyed all of the attention while their brothers were away.
I hope we get to go every year. I'm sure Luke will start to love it, and I know that Adam would love to take the kids fishing.
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| Baby beach bum |
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| Micki says this picture is so indicative of the Texas coast ... nothing says beautiful beach like a bunch of litter. |
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| Chasing the birds. |
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| The fearsome foursome. |
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| I did a great job applying sunscreen to the kids. Myself? Notsomuch. I ended up with a huge sunburn this day. |
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| Luke the Builder. |
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| Happy birthday, babies! |
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| Trucks, trucks and more trucks. |
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| The tickle monster attacks. |
