Sand in my Suit

I am a beach bum...at least for the week. I've let go of all my neurotic hang ups and am enjoying our summer vacation to the fullest. It's 10:30 in the morning and the youngest of my brood is napping after some beach yoga with Aunt Liz and a swim in the pool. Suave is with Daddy, they went sightseeing to the pier and some local shops. Suave's had a rough time on this trip. Two days before leaving he caught a cold that quickly turned out to be the flu. The rest of the family started loading up on Elderberry supplements (to boost our immune system). Once we arrived at the beach there was so much commotion, noise and activity that he has been melting down with major "whiney's". It's been hard on all of us.



On the other hand, the rest of us have been sandy, salty, chlorinated and slightly sunburned. Showers are mandatory in the evening but during the day we are barefoot and smell a little like the ocean.

The first day here we all arrived around the same time and were like hillbilly's in a mansion...oooh-ing and ahhh-ing at all the purty furniture, big TV's, private swimming pool and elevator(!). We settled into our rooms and sat on the one of the big porches, out of the rain. We may have been in the midst of a tropical depression but we still had to listen to the ocean. What a view!



Sunday turned out to be better weather than expected since the depression went north of us. We went to the ocean, walked it, looked for shells, ran from (or in the kids case, ran towards ) the waves. In the afternoon we had a July birthday celebration for Suave, Sassy, Cousin A and Grandma Huffman. It was supposed to start at 4:15 but Grandma was so excited that she started it half an hour earlier...even if mommy and Aunt Tonya were still in the shower. Suave was still sick so only got through a portion of the gifts, started crying and went to take a nap.

Early Monday morning a photographer came to take family portraits. We were took them by the beach and at the house, on the porch. As I write I am eagerly awaiting the proofs.

So, now as I write, we have a semi empty house as some kids are napping, some people drove to Myrtle Beach and others went grocery shopping. Quiet in the house-perfect.