I think most of us can tell of trips to the beach. I certainly remember those from my childhood, in addition to the ones we took with my own children. My favorite story from my younger days is with Mom and Dad, camping at the beach I believe... unless it was in a beach house at Myrtle Beach. Nonetheless, we were swimming in the ocean, having so much fun in the waves, and it was made totally more incredible since Dad came in with us. Of course, when Dad does anything, even swim, he has to wear his glasses. And YES! Right when a lovely wave comes toward us, all the kids squealing for joy, Dad turns around to look and BAM! Wave in the face! And the afterwards picture is ... Dad without glasses!
We were so concerned about Daddy's glasses but he grinned as he assured us that some lucky shark now had great eyesight. Is that a great dad or what?
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| Watching the waves |
You are at the beach and the first few days are amazing with trips to the pool, trips to the beach, trips back to the pool, seafood, and extra long naps if you can get anyone to take one. Then after that there are a few more grouchies, some grabbing of toys, complaints about food, general whining and grand efforts on the part of the adults at positive attitudes. And as always happens at the beach, rain. Which is why you come prepared with games, puzzles, books, and nowadays, a selection of unseen DVD's. Today was our rain day, complete with the beautiful water and waves, the view of a rainstorm approaching, and lunch at Pampano Joe's. I must say, there is just nothing like dancing in the rain.
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| Jim sees the rainstorm first |
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| Running for cover! |
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