Beach Time

Every week since February, Tater has been asking to go to the beach.  Today, her dreams became reality.

These angelic smiles belie the fact that their mama was losing her sanity, trying to pack meals, snacks, beverages, swimwear, water toys, sand toys, and shower supplies, and sun protection for 5, while trying to keep the excited children from playing in traffic and inviting the neighbors to join us.  Someone, tell me that leaving the house with three children gets easier. Lie if you must.

The boys worked together on a sandcastle peacefully for about 10 minutes, which sounds like I'm complaining, but it was an achievement in my book.

 So peaceful

 Matching pineapple swimsuits, and the kids are actually happy about it.  Squee!

Here, Tater channels her inner-baby.  I was not expecting the youngest child to go through a baby-like regression, but here we are!  It is pretty cute most of the time and somehow she is still under 30 pounds, so I can indulge her a bit in those baby cuddles.