I have been working on a post about the beach for three days. I have attempted wittiness, I have attempted sentimental, and I have failed dismally at both. I have come to the conclusion that I am too long winded to consolidate a four day trip into a few paragraphs and I am sick of trying.
So here it is, in a nutshell:
Clara cried. All the way there, all the way back, and a good part of the time in between. Clara cried. By the time we arrived home on Sunday night we were all ready to strap her to the luggage rack. (How's that for a WME statement.) Between the crying, and sometimes in spite of it, we had a good time.
Now here's some pictures of my kids at the beach. A whole slew of pictures because my four kids are never all together in one place. And because the relatives will like seeing them. And because I think they are cute.
Clara's first time at the ocean. Almost no crying on the beach. Praise God.
Great! Now I can get back to blogging about the mundane and the ridiculous. Because that's where I feel at home.
The End.
Clara's end. A very cute end.
12 comments:
Such adorable children! And good photographs, too. Glad you had a good time despite the crying.
Poor Clara. The Baby always acts like her carseat is made out of acid-covered cactus on cartrips, too. Such fun!
Beautiful pictures!
Those are great. My fave has to be the one of Clara crawling off into the sunset.
That last photo is MONEY!
I've been reading your blog for the past few days...you keep saying that you are not funny...I think you are.
Great pics of your family. They are all beautiful.
My youngest son always cried the last hour of any trip we would take, whether it was a two hour trip or four hour. My husband could not take it...okay, so I couldn't either...and he would end up yelling, "just get him out of the seat! I'll drive careful! Please, just stop the crying already!"
Don't call the authorities, but we always made it to our destination safely, though not quite in sound mind...
i was just thinking today that I want to go to the beach. This made it een more intense. Sounds lovely... without the crying part, anyways.
I often get writer's block when I have too much to say too! I love the pictures!
So sorry Clara cried so much. I know what that is like and it is NOT fun!
if it makes you feel any better my son cried ALL the time on our first beach trip. really, ALL the time.
love the cutie pie pictures!
A sweet end, indeed.
Hey Joy,
Got here from Chrissy's...your oldest daughter looks so much like you in that picture! You have beautiful children...but how can they be that old?!
HA HA! I so identify with the luggage rack compulsion : )
Our last beach trip we came back with a lovely photo montage of the effects of sand mingling with a 14-month-old's tears - not fun!! (Don't you love it how they start crying, then rub teeny little eyes with teeny little sand-covered fists?? Arghhh!)
Then you see your pictures when you come home and you find one like that last one of Clara... and suddenly you know you would be crazy enough to do it all again... well, maybe not right away, but sometime...
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