The Beachy Beachy Beach

We sing this song when we're getting ready to go to the beach. Let's go to the beach, the beachy beachy beach. Yesterday Mimi & I promised the boys an evening trip to the dunes, but the weather was turning very windy with dark skies. It just didn't look like beach weather. We tried to barter dinner at a restaurant and then ice cream or something else instead, but they had only the beach on their minds.


I really felt like it couldn't possibly work out and would even be dangerous if a storm came, but I packed all their extra clothes and towels and buckets anyway. I decided we could at least go and turn around if it was too cold and windy. The closer we got to the water, the brighter the skies and shinier the sun. It turns out where we live 20 minutes away wasn't beach weather, but the weather at the beach was perfect.

I didn't want to put down my camera so I wouldn't miss anything, but then I had to put down my camera so I wouldn't miss anything. I think everyone else stayed home like we almost did, because we had the place to ourselves except for a man flying a really cool kite and the occasional couple walking along the shore.



The sunset was amazing. The glee in my boys' faces and voices was something I hope I remember forever. I'm so glad we didn't miss this moment. Sometimes you just never know how anything is going to turn out until you get there.