Sunday, June 8, 2014

Spur of the moment.

One of my resolutions this year was to do more fun, on a whim-type things with my family. I love, love, love and crave genuine experiences with them. The problem is that usually things just take so long to plan. When it comes to execution, logistics, with kids and a dog and all that? It rarely works out, and sometimes it just doesn't feel worth it.

But not this time.

On Thursday I happened to notice how gorgeous the weekend ahead of us was going to be. Declan and I had just talked about this being our last free weekend for a while. I mentioned, "hey, the beach with just our little crew would be fun"--and before you know it we were booked and ready to head out at noon the next day. Just like that. All the stars aligned for it to work out, and I'm so glad it did.

Because then we could experience all this together:

We stayed at our favorite little rickety motel. The girl's both slept like crap. But beautiful weather, sand, pool, junk food, and so much fun was enough to make all the good win out, again. It always does.

I love, love, love doing life with them. Especially on a whim. I live for this stuff.

I mean, their faces-clearly having the best time of their friggin' lives ;) (apparently stopping for a picture=worst mom)