As our vacation winds down, I am starting to feel the work week anxiety creep into my brain and body. The Sunday night dread will soon be here. All the anticipation and waiting for the arrival of a much needed vacation is over. Our road trip has ended and we are left with memories and photos of the fun we had.
We are spending the next few days hanging out at home, trying to soak up the extra time with the boys. It has been nice not having to rush out the door in the morning, come home after a long day day at work to wrangle cranky and tired kids, cook dinner and then fall into bed exhausted, only to wake up to do it allover again. Don’t get me wrong, being on vacation with two little ones isn’t exactly put-your-feet-up and relax. There have been plenty of time outs, tantrums, potty training regressions (that’s another entire post) and early mornings.
Five years down the road from now, all of these small things will have escaped my memory and what I’ll remember is how I felt when I first saw the ocean view this summer. The colorful bright umbrellas sprinkled all over the sand.The lifeguards, their bronzed skin from hours of watching, protecting, and being present. The grin on his face as he stood up in the stand for the very first time.His fear of the crashing waves and muddy sand. The boy who loves splashing in mud puddles stating, “It’s disgusting!” when I carried him to the ocean edge and put his feet in the wet sand. Living in the present moment, sharing the day together. His squeal of joy as his chubby toes touched the salty water for the very first time.His bright blue eyes, sparkling as he munched down his snack.Their little fingers passing through the sand.Tasting the sand.His sweet voice yelling at the seagulls as they try to snatch his snacks.Watching the amazing effect the sun and sand has on their brotherhood bond.The feeling of sadness I felt at the pit of my stomach when it was time to brush off the sand from their little legs and arms.
The meter on the car was running out.
The children were getting hungry.
The 3 1/2 hour drive home lay ahead.
We didn’t leave.
We fed the meter more and ventured for food.
The sweet breeze in the air whispering to me.They sat content in their ride as dad pushed them around.The boardwalk was filled with brilliant sights and sounds.He bounced all around in the arcade with glee.While mom took her youngest for a few more looks.We took our last photos and said good-bye.Our love of the sea, sand and sun,
will never fade out.
Celebrating the end of the week through sharing my photography with these great bloggers: Foto Friday, Look Whooo’s Snapping, Give Me Your Best Shot, Project Alicia- Summer Daze, PhotoStory Friday, Oh Snap!, Favorite Photo Friday, Photo Friday, and Fabulous Friday. Photo a Day