This weekend we took a little trip to Myrtle Beach. I trust that you realize that this blog is not necessarily a view of how life really is all the time. I was grumpy on this trip and will admit that there was chaos and crabbiness and quarreling going on this weekend and it wasn't all me! Callie and Marian were fighting about pretty much everything and that was no fun. Still, I am going to only show the pictures of us having a good time, because, honestly, that's what I hope to remember. It's what I hope the kids remember best too.
We went to the Ripley's Aquarium, which is way cool. And they give a fabulous military discount. The kids enjoyed it. The little girls loved the fish slide!
Rylee had a great time. I know this because she was happy to stay in the stroller and just look around. Look at her face.
The girls enjoyed the fish. There were so many and they looked so different and bright.
Marian may need her own fish tank. She loved to just stand against the tanks and watch the fish. This is the Manta ray tank. There were a couple sharks in there too.
And here they could pet the rays if they came close enough. Yes, I was a bit concerned a few times that someone was going to join them in the water!
As for the mini-golf. I thought it would be putt-putt golf, but it was just mini-golf with no fun things to play through. It was a little disappointing. Joshua really liked it though and actually played, unlike his sisters who just hucked their ball on thru in a race to be first.
We also made it to the beach. I thought it would be too cold, but the kids jumped right on in. They actually raced into the water before we even set down the bag! Here, Marian has talked Dan into "jumping" her over the waves.
Delaney ran herself all over the place and had a ball.
Rylee just ran. She seriously just ran! She took off and never cared what I was doing or if I was following.
One of the rare times she looked back. She took off across the beach and only stopped this one time to giggle at me. Such a pickle!
The girls had a lot of fun in the sand. We brought an extraordinary amount of it back home with us too. Ug.
We were there in the evening and as the sun went down, it got chillier. Here's Callie, so cold, and so cute!
I'm not sure I adequately described Rylee. She did run away, but she also ran into the water- repeatedly. As in, when we got there, she dashed to the water. She ran into it and didn't stop! I was exceedingly astonished. I took her out of the waves and back up to dry beach and she did it again. And again! Since the last time we took her to the beach she just cried, I didn't think she would even get near the water. So she was not properly dressed. I had to remove her clothes and she ran around (and away as fast as she could) in her diaper and was quite cold by the time we managed to corral her and wrap her in a towel.
I did take a video of her dash to the water. It doesn't show her manic persistence quite as well as I would have liked, but you get the idea. Well, as long as you know that she was running in of her own accord, you might get the idea!
