Beach Trip Facts 2010
I still scream like a middle schooler when we go “crabbing” at night.
My 15 year old niece is one of the prettiest girls I know.
My city boy husband fishes just fine. But his fishing stories are just like everybody else’s.
It is possible to play Hand and Foot and Words with Friends simultaneously.
It is possible to play Hand and Foot and Words with Friends simultaneously.
My cousin, Patty, still laughs like she did when she was six. Absolutely contagious.
Charles Martin got my beach reading time AGAIN. (This year it was “Chasing Fireflies”. Enthralled AGAIN......)
When your 17 year old nephew asks you to go somewhere with him, you drop what you are doing and get in the truck.
All it takes for 6 year old Barrett to have “the best day ever” is fireworks lighting up the night while he is chasing crabs with his handy net.
It wasn’t the same without Alaskan travelers Uncle George and Aunt Patsy. (UG--do you have any idea how many Lady Fingers you eat every summer?)
Books can’t compete with handheld video games.
Bill took four naps in one day.
I will never tire of looking at shells.
I will also never tire of eating Blake’s homemade tortilla chips and salsa.
My nephew has a pretty good aim with a 5 gallon bucket of water from 3 stories high. (especially when Jeff is the target)
I really can finish a card game that starts at midnight.
Four year old, Ivey, really can stay up passed midnight---without coffee.
Sand is still as annoying as ever--especially when combined with sunscreen.
My 42 year old brother can still say things like, “If I have to deal, I am going to bed,” and get away with it.
Julia has more tolerance for sand than her brother.
I can eat a plate full of food even when I am not hungry.
My niece is not ready for Jeff’s concentration of coffee.
In the ocean, I see more of Julia's feet than I do her head.
Nothing tickles my brother more than attempts to embarrass my husband.
The exact same gloominess covers me up every year on Friday afternoon as we clear the beach of buckets, shovels, nets, boogie boards, chairs and tents.
Besides home, the beach is still my favorite place.
Our path to LOTS of fun!
Jeff defying gravity with our firstborn
Jeff forgetting his namesake was holding on in the back
Brighton describing his near death experience
RJ and his friend-- see, they DON'T talk-- they TEXT!! (I like the "friend" a lot!)
I really didn't "see" these two until I saw them through my lens that night. Blake, good thing you married Adele. They are gorgeous.
The feet I kept seeing
Ivey giving Brighton a few pointers on the Game Boy
Brighton fishing with PaPaw-- or annoying PaPaw--- you pick.
Every night- notice phones for Words with Friends (for the overachievers in the crowd) and cups are, sadly, empty.
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"When your 17 year old nephew asks you to go somewhere with him, you drop what you are doing and get in the truck." Love it.