This first picture is kind of deceiving...the bust was that we got to the beach and went to change into bathing suits when I realized I ran out of the house and forgot Kennedy's bathing suit :( Yes, major bad mom moment #1,026! I had two suits for C & B but K's was in her room and she was still sleeping when we were packing. So what to do, drive back to town to the closest tourist trap surf shop and peruse the racks. What??? No girls suits. Makeshift bathing suit included XS women's board short shirt and boys swim trunks, although I did cut them off to be a little "cuter and girlier." Heading back pretty proud of myself for being "creative" under the circumstances, my phone rings and Tim asks where the heck I am. What I say, it's not the closest shop and I am heading back right now...he says, ok well the girls are already ready to go??? What??? 50 mins. later I finally pull up and Kennedy runs to the car and says, "Is that a boys bathing suit mom?" Guess I can't pull anything over on her anymore. I say it's a suit, do you want to swim or not? I had already aplogized profusely for forgetting her suit and I have to say I was so proud of the way she handled the whole situation. She has come a long way in being flexible and it's something we talk about daily!
This was Brooklyn hysterical at the smell of the seaweed, and hysterical because she couldn't find her "path" with no seaweed. Seriously when did she start caring, this is my daughter who was more boy like at the beginning. She didn't care, loved to get dirty. Now she is spitting on the beach because her mouth tastes like salt and seaweed. And just to tell you I called my mom later for some sympathy and you know what she said...she laughed and said paybacks honey! So for the record, mom and dad I am SORRY for being drama all those years. I now fully understand. I told Tim when things were quiet and we were on the drive home and he looked at me with that look and said more accusatory, "You were like that?"
She kept saying over and over again she wanted to go home. Well she settled for this since we weren't going home, a towel pillow and tears on the beach blankets.
Jellyfish sting count 1 for Kennedy. Poor thing was the only one having fun (in her boy's bathing suit) and playing football with Tim in the water when she came running out grabbing at her leg. It was pretty painful for her for the last few days. She finally felt better today!
And Tim's flip flops finally gave way with all the other drama and broke while we were heading to eat lunch and this was right after he stepped in a huge ant hill and got a few too many bites.
But after all this we kept trying to find the silver lining...because I am like that, somedays at least and I kept telling the kids that we WILL be sitting around the table at Thanksgiving one day and say remember that day we headed to Galveston!
Some of the silver linings...
Some of the silver linings...
We finally pulled up to the house exhausted that afternoon and as we were cleaning out the car, Brooklyn shouts out, "I REALLY don't like the beach" just in case we all forgot in the last couple of hours. Well here's a little reminder here that only a year ago you LOVED it!
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