Last weekend I decided it was time to run away from home. Daughter Meagan and her Hubby Erik were spending the most of the week at the beach and invited Lou and I to join them. So we filled orders and got them shipped and Monday night took off for Ocean City for a couple of days.
Holly, Chad and children had been on vacation the week before, but Holly and the grandbabies were still able to join us and rode with us to the beach. With 2 car seats belted onto the back seat, a pack and play, a double stroller, upmteen suitcases and various bags filled with toys, food and several coolers in the back of the Suburban we headed east to the Atlantic Ocean.
Sweetpea on the beach in her Minnie Mouse bathing suit. Such a cutie she is.
Dylan had a good time playing in the sand with his Gramps.
It was a nice couple of days being with the family. However I must have blocked out how much work it is to have a 3 year old and a 3 month old at the beach. It took 5 adults to to take care of 2 children. Getting the children ready to go to the beach for a couple of hours or the boardwalk in the evening took lots of planning so we wouldn't forget what might be needed... just in case.
I guess God knew what he was doing when he decided to give babies to us when we are young. I love being with the grandchildren and wouldn't give up spending anytime time with them. But boy, is it harder when you are 30 years older than when you were raising your children, your grandbabies' parents.