Last week was my family’s much-anticipated spring break. Indeed, we had a ball at my mom’s house in Palm Desert, California (85 degrees and sunny every day!) and in Carlsbad, where we spent two nights at the brand-new Sheraton. (And spent 7 hours at Legoland.)
Before we drove out of town to head back to Grammie’s house, we simply had to set foot on the beach and dip our toes in the Pacific Ocean, according to my husband. I would have been just fine doing a drive-by — it was windy, and cool, and I was ready to get back to the arid climate of the desert.
But we did stop and park the car. My parting words to my kids as they ran down to the beach were, “Don’t get wet!” HA!
Here they are wading in and jumping some waves:
They were giggling sooooooo much and having such fun:
After a few minutes, they started wading farther and farther in the water, with me on the shore, continuing to yell, “Don’t get wet!”
And finally, I call out to my husband, “Oh, just get their bathing suits from the car. It’s a lost cause!”
Here’s a picture of my hubby and me that my mom snapped. I love it! This is one for a 5×7 frame on the fireplace mantel. I think it captures how happy we typically are on vacation:
At long last! We have been searching information and facts on lego for a time and found it, my son will likely to be delighted!
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