Mother's Day Weekend

This was my first Mother's Day with our complete family...it was a great, and productive one!  We spent Saturday at the beach, got some sun, and had some laughs.  Things are sure different with two kids in tow.  We used to be able to do the, "Hey, today's a great day for the beach," grab towels, sunscreen, and a cooler and head out.  Saturday went more like this:

K1 (me): "Hey, do you want to go to the beach?

K2: "Yeah, that sounds fun."

So at this point, the decision was made, pretty quickly, actually for the two of us.  Two Libras in one household usually means it goes something like this:

"What do we need to do today?"

 "I don't know, can you think of anything?"

"No, not really, I was hoping you had an idea."

"Well, I don't really care, we could do x, y, z."

"Oh yeah, that sounds good, I could do any of those things."

Commence sitting on the couch doing none of the above...indecisiveness reigns in this house.

So back to the beach thing.  We got the kids in their swim suits, got ourselves in our swimsuits, headed to Home Depot to buy things to bring our gate up to code for the pool.  Then to Target to buy J1 some toys for the beach because we just knew that he was going to love playing at the beach.  Left Target with two new beach chairs, granola bars, applesauce, and beach toys.  We forgot bug spray.  Went in to drop things off at home, only to find that kid2 needed to be changed and we probably needed to feed everyone before going to the beach.  Headed to Firehouse for some subs and FINALLY, off to the beach we went.  J2 fell asleep in the car, so I attempted to get her in the carrier without her waking, mildly successful.  K had his hands full with the beach chairs, a ginormous bag with everything you could possibly need at the beach, and the diaper bag.  We headed up the stairs to the beach, got just to the top where you can see the ocean and the waves breaking and J put on the breaks.  He pulled a stubborn pug move...feet planted to the ground...unfortunately, we forgot his leash at home.  Just kidding, yall!  K picked him up and off we went.

 J2 enjoying the beach, in the background, K trying to get J in the ocean

Staring down his nemesis from the beach chair

We unloaded and J wanted nothing to do with the ocean and/or the waves.  But, being the parents that we are, K picked him up and headed to the ocean.  He was not happy, but he made it.  We did it two more times.  The bright side of this is that I don't think that kid would leave his chair ever...we could probably walk down the beach and he would park it there without moving.  By the end of the trip, J2 had experienced the ocean for the first time, J1 was playing in the sand with his toys, and K and I shed a bit of our pastiness for the glow of eternal youth (and later age spots and wrinkles).

J2's first brush with the ocean

Me & my sun baby

After the beach, we put the kids down for a nap and headed out to fix the gate.  Accomplished with little to no disagreements.  Headed to a BBQ with neighbors and had an awesome time, but learned an important lesson about putting on bug spray.  I think my feet must have all kinds of mosquito born illness today, but it was worth it, and might just have convinced me that we need to put in some sort of bug control in the backyard.  This is truly one thing that I miss about California.  Small price to pay for fun, though.

Sunday was spent disassembling and moving the kid's play set to get ready for the pool, a trip to the salon for highlights and a "mom" cut...nice and short.  Glad hair grows.  Anywho, a great weekend with my great family.  I couldn't ask for much more.