Don’t make me go…Big Sand Week 2~2015

I love a clean, sand-less floor and my own bed, but not enough to say I am ready to go home.  As we anticipate a year with many changes and adjustments for our family, we are hanging on tightly to this place where things are the same, safe, and everything seems right.  If we go home, we have to face reality.  We have to start checking emails and schedules.  We have to shop for school supplies and cook and clean and set and alarm and be productive!  Please don’t make me goooooo…

Amirah wanted to participate in the jumping that took place all week off the white dock.  She got up the courage to swim out by herself, but couldn’t bring herself to jump off, so she opted for the bottom step.

We took a boating break, so the kids could enjoy Shirley Temples on the beach. 

I got to spend one evening golfing with my buddy.  I rode shot-gun and was a terrible caddy.  I provided bug spray and lots of conversation, but that is about it.  I recommended he use his irons for the entire round, and he thought it was terrible advise.  I used to work for me?!?!  It was a fun night spending one-on-one time with a kid whom my heart loves dearly.  

This kid learned to clean fish this week.  Grandpa B took Nicolas and Cade down to the fish house one day last week and gave them a lesson.  Bryan had him clean a few fish this week as well.  I think I can see a “You catch ‘em, you clean ‘em” rule coming soon. 

Miah and Chloe organized a pickle ball tournament that we played on Wednesday night.  Willow and Bryan were the team to beat.  I think they ended up undefeated, but I think Carol and I would have given them a run for their money…or not.  Hard to imagine from this family, but the games were all very completive, but so much fun!

Someone was more interested in playing basketball than playing pickle ball! 

Grandpa Will was the official line judge.  He missed a few call because he was on his phone, but for the most part he did an okay job. 

Romee and Emmy took their job as ball runners very seriously.  Romee would even come out on the court and signal for time-out when someone was tying their shoe.  It was pretty cute. 

Thursday morning I decided to put my fishing license to good use.  Cade set his alarm for 6 o’clock and woke Bryan and I both up.  We told him to re-set it for 7:00 and we would go out then.  We left the dock at 7:25 fished for an hour and 15 minutes.  We let two fish go, and cleaned nine…not bad for 75 minutes of fishing.