We are a ditch school to play at the beach kind of family. (My Sugar grew up in a family that rarely saw the sun, living in Washington, so he was in a ditch church to enjoy Heavenly Father's creations kind of family.)
We are a talk your friends into partying with us kind of family. (To be fair, they started the idea of ditching, gave it up, but then were coerced into joining us - free beach vacation!)
We are a pee in the ocean kind of family. (Jocelyn could not understand why we would willingly pee in our bathing suit when we are not allowed to pee in our pants. "Reyee momma. You want me to go pee in duh ocean? That's just mean to all duh fisheeees. I not doing it." So later, she just peed right on the sand and then told me, "I just saved all duh fisheeees lifes. You's welcome fisheeeees.")
We are a gather all the seashells one can find kind of family. (I don't think we are supposed to do this, so we will put them back tomorrow.)
We are a spend an 8 hour day at the beach kind of family. (9:30 am to 5:30 pm - cartwheeling, digging, playing, running, chasing air craft carriers and each other, wave jumping, disc throwing, enjoying, and snoozing.)
We are a completely EXHAUSTED kind of family. (Currently.)
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