Ahh, the beach. Now that it is rounding November, I guess I'll take ya'll back to July. We were very fortunate to have been offered a great beach place for a few days by Eli's daddio. So on a Sunday night after the offer was made we so graciously (and furiously) packed two children, ourselves, all of Greg's work stuff and all of our beach crap into the car to head out the next day.
Greg had a few claims that needed to be handled kind of on the way....So, off we go. The first claim went fine. It took a little longer then expected by nothing crazy. Then the second claim was kind of disasterous. We got off on the wrong exit, which then we had to drive 16 miles in the wrong direction b/c there were no other exits! HA! Then Sam needed to get out of the car. Thank God the woman whose house it was actually babysat kids and had a small gathering of children Sam's age penned up in her backyard! So off he went!
So our beach trip that should take just around 3 hours ended up taking 7+ hours. Good thing we had a book on tape! The house was PERFECT. It was certainly kid friendly and not so new you felt like you couldn't touch anything, but not so old that you felt gross by touching anything! Again, it was perfect. It felt like home! The kids acclimated well and had a blast. Greg worked in the early mornings so he could enjoy the day with the fam. By the time we were fed, dressed and packed he was ready to go.
So off to the beach we went...
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