St George Island...

The Beach is for frolicking. The beach is for fun. The beach is for remembering how to have fun!  That is the sum of this trip. Smooth sailing, no hitches, inspirational views.  And good friends to share it with.   A ytoear ago, I was lamenting the fact that God didn't give me a sister (much like both of my boys do).  So my girlfriend and I decided to adopt each other and we have been making sure we get together with our kids, as much as possible.  Again, Keith was unavailable due to work constraints and her husband was on a roadtrip out west.   So we went on  "mama trip" to the beach.  There were so many more pros to this set up than I was expecting.  I thought I was going to wiped out and doing a lot of work the entire trip.  Not so.  Travelling with another mother means that you are both thinking about laundry, food and wine. Aaahhh!  Wonderful.

We got up in the morning fed kids, packed coolers, put together kites, sand toys, planned dinner and sometimes cooked it at breakfast, as though we had the same brain.  It was a true vacation.  We just had all of the same priorities that sometimes my husband does not share.  We would have missed sunset on the beach to be cooking dinner.  We soaked up the sun for 5 days and it was pretty stress free, thanks to my new sister, Mandilove...

Amanda feeding the sea gulls, a daily experience.

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Lily catching waves as they roll up on the beach...

Eli runnng from waves..

Boys like to fight and what better outlet than waves (instead of each other).

Iris lived on the board

If you feel like you need a serotonin dump. This is what you need to do.

Seriously, have you laughed like this in awhile?

Bury me in the sand, please...

The Shadow pictures are just too much fun.

We saved this starfish along with 100 sand dollars from bleach and being someone's christmas tree decorations.  Hudson was incensed by the man that gave them to us.  He said, he was going to throw them back in the ocean and the man's response was, "I never met a boy who didn't wake up wanting to kill something by the age of 4."  We just pretended we were really gonna keep them all and he said, " I hope I didn't give these to a bunch of tree huggers."  Wow. 

Eli's kite was so easy to fly that he actually got tired of flying it while the others were fighting to get theirs in the air.  At one point he was just laying on the ground not even looking at it...