I picked Lauren up at her house and we drove for about 45 minutes until the kids were screaming for food and stopped at Smithfield's for some BBQ. Two 2 year olds in a restaurant together doesn't always scream success. Some food got consumed, a hundred or so napkins got used and ketchup ended up everywhere. At least we got to see L feed M french fries. That was adorable.
I bought this cup for M the weekend before our trip. It is the best straw cup I have ever found. It does.not.leak. Parents, I'm not joking. This cup is IT. It's ridiculously expensive, though so it will be our only one.
We changed into jammies before we hopped back into the car since we would be getting to mom and dad's after bedtime. I think my kid needs bigger jammies. If anyone can tell me where I can buy Elmo jammies that aren't $20 for a set, I'd be eternally grateful.
We got to my parents house a little after 9 and the kids played a while before I made M go to bed. We were sharing a room so I knew the night was going to be a disaster to begin with. I was right. She was up in the middle of the night and again at 5am. We do not co-sleep well at all. She can hear and see every move I make and she wants to be ON me if I'm in the room with her. Ugh. The second night was better but that first night there was rough.
The next morning, we got up, ate breakfast and hit the beach! The neighborhood where my parents are has a beach club so we were able to use the pool and facilities for washing off all of the beach sand when we were done. Perfect.
I didn't take my big camera with me so I had to hope pictures I took when we were at the beach came out since I couldn't see the screen on my phone in the sunlight. It was SUCH a great morning at the beach. The kids loved the sand and the ocean. My child didn't want to take her tank top off when we got there. Whatever. Another battle I don't want to fight. It was a perfect day. We stayed down on the beach for about two hours before Lauren and I were exhausted from swimming with the kids. They both wanted us to hold them in the ocean while the waves toppled us. That gets old fast when you don't have husband helpers around! My mom sat back and enjoyed her grandparent duties of watching, laughing and reading a book. :)
After the beach, we played in the pool until lunchtime. Lauren's husband is a pilot and flew in to meet us for a few hours before he had to head back home. I know, the life, right? After lunch and naps, we headed over to the community's playground which is right on the water. I wish the parks in Raleigh were this awesome...
Charlie chased the kids around the park while we put our feet up and rocked on the swings.
And then the kids took over the swing.
I had to zoom in on the happiness here.
That night after we ate dinner, M took a really hard fall on the concrete. She usually gets over a scraped knee or bruise pretty quickly. She cried for over 10 minutes and everything I did to try to make it feel better was wrong. I felt so awful for her. She still has a scab on her knee, over 10 days later now. The next day we went to one of the neighborhood's pools. M was still pretty upset over her boo-boo and could not seem to get over the pain. I tried every trick that had ever worked before to cheer her up. Nothing worked. So, I pulled out something new. Lauren had a half of a Snickers bar in her purse.
I texted this picture to my husband and his response was - "well, did it make her happy?" The answer to that is yes. After the candy bar, she was our happy girl again. Candy for the win!!
The pool we went to is so much fun. It has a pool with a walk-in entrance (seen here), a fenced-in splash pad AND a huge sandbox that the neighborhood uses for evening dance parties (think shagging). It is the perfect pool for all of the grandparents to bring their young grandkids to. They even have a concession stand! It's like you're at a resort, within your own neighborhood. My parents are pretty lucky people to live there.
That evening, we went downtown to the coastal town to do some shopping and walk off some energy. We spotted this big guy trying to steal a fish directly off of a fisherman's line!
L wore M's shoes for most of the weekend because we left his house in such a rush that we left half of Lauren's stuff in her house. Ooops. We pretended they were orange, not coral. At least they were Keens and not, I don't know, Minnie Mouse sparkly pink sneakers. :)
Sunday morning, we went back to the beach. Once she got into the water, M was pretty upset over the pain from her skinned up knee so we didn't spend much time in it. Once I dried it off, she did go back to having a blast in the biggest sandbox in the world, though.
My dad has a weird filter on his camera that I don't think he knows is either on or how to turn off.
I wish we had some extra hands around to take pictures of the kids in the pool. M's favorite thing to do this summer in the pool is to jump off the side. She won't wear water wings or a life jacket so it's just M and me in and out and in and out and in and out. But she sure does have a blast, even if my arms are shaking at the end of it all.
|Bye for now!|