More white sand and blue green ocean pics? You betcha. That's what we drove there for, after all! Salty air and warm sand in between my toes. Lovely lovely. It was windy this day and the surf picked up a bit so the kids did a lot of wave jumping and I lounged on the shore wrapped in a blanket and just watched, ate a million pounds of pistachios, read the same 3 sentence in a book I am getting nowhere in, collected new freckles, and breathed in warm air. Aaron brought Sloane down and when she was done, we tag teamed and swapped places.
Sloane cut two new teeth and just like a Sunny Bouledaire from A Series of Unfortunate Events, she was most happy hanging out on my lap with something to bite. She did love the sand though.
That evening we went to the wharf to walk along the boardwalk trails under giant oaks dripping with Spanish moss. We took a "3 years later" photo. My babies!
Dinner was an adventure. Everywhere we ate in Florida, a 18% "large party" gratuity was automatically added to our bill for having more than 6 people in our family. Lame-o. We also got the "lots of kids tax" in the form of "I'll bring a side of ranch for each child" and we said "awesome!" Until we got the bill and were charged $3 for each one! $12 for ranch. Hahaha. I'm so thankful to be married to Mr. Goodsport. Her he is all smiles after modeling Soren's hat after forking out $3 a pop for each kid to have their own bottled waters. I think it ended up being the most expensive meal we've ever eaten. And it was pizza. At least it was good pizza!
The children remembered splitting into boys and girls dates last time, and so we did the same again, after dinner. The girls and I stopped back into the candy shop for frozen bananas snd the boys drove the remote control boats.
And last but not least, the carousel. A magical moment of pure bliss with this sweet little family of mine. I soaked up every bit of Soren's elated carousel joy until he grew sick of me recording him and said crossly, "Stop lookin' at me!"
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