I had been talking about the beach and reading books about the beach for a good week before we left so when Blythe finally heard "lets get the car packed and head to the beach," she got excited and jumped the gun on some of the preparations.
We spend Spring Break 2011 in Port Aransas, Texas with the Wilkes family. Whenever there is a long car ride on the horizon we pack up a bag of 'tricks' and hope for the best. We had a great 4 hour car trip to the Ferry, and the kids enjoyed getting out for 5 minutes on the Ferry a lot more than having to get loaded back into car seats, thank goodness it was only about 10 minutes until we reached the condo.
Blythe loved everything about the sand. She loved running in it, building in it, getting buried, burying others, flying kites, throwing the Frisbee, and searching for sea shells, but she wanted nothing to do with the sand that had any sign of being touched by the ocean water.
Jericho LOVED the sand, especially eating it. At first I tried to be relaxed about letting her 'sample' the sand, figuring as soon as she got the grittyness in her mouth she would be done sampling, but NO she wanted to eat the sand by the fist fulls. If you were holding her so she couldn't eat the sand she tried to dive out of your arms to get to the sand. She is not yet crawling on all 4's, but she has pretty much mastered scooting so we had to lay blankets out and keep re-directing her to the center. The ocean waves crashing must have been a sweet lullaby for Jericho because she spent a lot of time napping at the beach.
Jericho discovered ginger snaps..
You know the scene in the movie where there are nice oiled down fit people running on the beach with big smiles on their faces and you think THAT would be a fantastic place to run, think again. My first run was on the beach in my old running shoes, because who wants sand in their new running shoes, and the result was 5 blisters between my toes and on the outsides of my feet [i guess they know what they are talking about when they say THROW AWAY your shoes after you run a marathon]. My conclusion was shoes just weren't mean to be wore when running on the beach so my second run I went barefoot thinking how great the sand would feel on my feet and how nice it will be to dip into the shallow part of the ocean to splash up some water to cool off. The results from this run weren't much better..several blisters on the bottoms of my feet from gripping the sand. My conclusion after 2 runs was to leave the beach runs to move sets in Hollywood.
Other than those two not so great runs I spend the majority of the time with my girls in the sand and it was heaven. You know I am a summer time girl, loving the warm summer breeze, the hot sun, the smell of sunscreened slippery babies, and throwing in sandcastle making was icing on the top!
We concluded our Spring Break in Houston with a wedding, the Houston Rodeo, and a Brad Paisley concert.
Many thanks to the Wilkes for a fantastic Spring Break trip and we will have to go back soon because Blythe keeps asking us when we can go back to the condo!