For two weeks now, I've been asking the kids if they want to go to the beach. They cry and whine "pool." So we go to the pool.
I didn't give them an option this morning. Although I did negotiate with Ivy: they could watch a movie and we'd go to the beach when it was done.
We were sitting in the sand by 9:15. Spring break season is over, and the beach was quiet. I'm going to miss quiet mornings biking to the beach--the sand, the waves, the bird chasing. I had a pang of sadness that we're leaving this.
Then Jamey stepped on a man of war and cried for a good 10 minutes. We're at the Beach Park now. And Jamey is begging to go to the pool.
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