Here in SoCal school doesn’t let out until the second week of June. But last week I spent some time signing the boys up for swim lessons (that Monkey is adamant he doesn’t need,) some extra activities, and coordinating play dates and excursions. It’s going to be a good summer here.
Well we pretended like it was summer this weekend and headed out to the beach. A beach I spent many a summer at. Every time we drive through the entrance I feel like I’m twelve years old and Nicole got to spend the weekend with us. Isn’t it weird, no matter how many times you do something as an adult, if it was a good (even great memory) as a kid, you can still get that same giddiness? And the same experiences...
Dads playing horseshoes on the sand.
These guys trying to surf on a boogie board.
My boys did not want to come home, especially since their buddies were staying. So next time I’m just going to leave them there.
Summer we can’t wait for you. We are getting geared up.
And because I just don’t want to forget, music is over until the fall.
But the Monkey had a great time on this go round.
As did Bogie.