June 25, 2008

The Beach in Review

Disclaimer: I am distinctly aware that there are more pictures of Lil C than there are of Big I in this post. That is because a certain 7-year old decided she’d like to try on the attitude of a pesky 14-year old while on vacation, whenever the mood moved her. Please don’t tell me, because I am already well aware, that I am in for it, that this is revenge for being a boy-crazy-nasty-14-year old myself at one point in my life. I get it. Just view the pictures and move on. No lectures are necessary. I have already consulted a locksmith to make sure she remains locked in her room indefinitely when she hits those teenage years. The proof of the ‘tude is in this picture. View with caution. Her glare can cause premature death. . .

Actually, this glare is probably more because a certain Mommy was a little bit obsessed with the sandcastle and gave Big I a designated "spot" to work on that did not infringe on my space or my Corona Lite.

We did get some smiles out of her. We just had to promise her things like ice cream and fairies to do so. . .

Then there’s Lil C, who wanted to "surf" with Daddy and enjoyed every waking moment at the beach. . .

Non-awake moments too (Can I tell you how much I love the beach and the naps that it brings?):

Here, I’ll prove it:

What could possibly be better than a little one napping on your lap at the beach?

O.k., besides sister’s actually getting along for a brief moment. Ah. . . that’s pretty nice too.

The only picture of me not in my swimsuit the entire week (hating Mr. BBM for this because I highly prefer more covered up viewings of the bod that is BBM):

Completely pooped out after a rough night of miniature golf:

And another night of golf. . . She’s a Tigress I tell you:

An adorable moment between a Pop-Pop and a grand-daughter. . .

While Mommy looks on with sangria in hand (are you sensing a sangria related theme to BBM Summer 2008?) . . .

The most fantastic sand castle ever built (notice the initials). . .

And more of my sandcastle because it’s just. that. good (pictures totally don’t do it justice either). . .

A satisfied BBM taking a brief break to watch the waves, after creating yet another masterpiece (the third of the week-quite relaxing because building them was kind of like meditation or something). . .

My parents, who upon discovering this picture is on my blog (4 years from now when they actually read it), will say "I look fat" and "My hair looks horrible" respectively. . .

Lil C doing an impersonation of Mr. BBM (Yes, it resulted in broken sunglasses. It was worth it.). . .

My Dad catching a wave. . .

And almost getting dumped by it. . .

My Dad helping Big I and Lil C touch sting rays:

And me helping Lil C touch a sea star (she’s smiling because I was talking in her ear like Patrick from Sponge Bob). . .

I’m not sure why I included this picture except to say "For me to poop on. . . " I’ve obviously been watching entirely too much Conan O’Brien. Oh, and birds like to poop on me. . . a lot.

Big I scaling the high wall, while Mommy shakes on with fear:

My favorite picture of the week. . .

It was an all-around fabulous vacation.

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Posted by Black Belt Mama on June 25, 2008 in Travel | 9 Comments

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9 Comments on The Beach in Review

Karl on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 12:44 am

There was far too much text here and not enough pictures of you in a swimsuit.

Iron Fist on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 4:46 am

I have almost the exact same ‘completely pooped out’ look whenever I have a rough night of miniature golf. And when I say miniature golf I mean vodka.
Those sand castles are completely awesome, btw.

Miss Britt on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 8:50 am

Wow, you are all so beautiful. These pictures are amazing.
But seriously?
YOU HAVE TO COME TEACH ME HOW TO MAKE A SANDCASTLE!!

Avitable on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 9:06 am

That is an impressive sandcastle. You’ve got skillz.

Finn on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 9:41 am

When I first read the part about your parents, I thought you meant that they would tell YOU that you looked fat and that your hair was terrible in that gorgeous picture of you above that paragraph. Then I read it again and realized you meant they’d say that about themselves. Mom, Dad, for the record, you look great!
Amazing sandcastle too. Impressive.

Black Belt Mama on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 10:45 am

Karl: I count two. That’s plenty!
Iron Fist: Very funny. Almost lost my coffee over that comment.
Miss Britt: Aw, thanks. I will totally come teach you how to make a sandcastle. A guy on the beach taught me a few years ago. It’s so much fun!
Avitable: Thanks. I wonder if there are professional sandcastle builders. Maybe I should start a reality show. 😉
Finn: Ha! I think they look great too, but they’re quite critical of themselves. Must be where I got it from.

Deryck on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 11:55 am

Awesome time had by all then 🙂
Thanks for sharing them – the kids are growing soooooo fast!

delmer on Wed, 25th Jun 2008 12:08 pm

I felt relaxed just looking at the photos.

Perpetual Beginner on Thu, 26th Jun 2008 12:49 am

Sigh. I love the beach. This love is unfairly marred by my whiter-than-white complexion, which causes me to burn beyond recovery (I.e. locked indoors for at least a week) after a mere three hours at said beach – even when slathered in the strongest sunscreen money can buy.
But I do love the beach, so I’m vicariously enjoying you and yours enjoy it.

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