I love the beach so much I am willing to drive 5+ hours in a minivan by myself with three kids. Obviously I learned nothing from last time.
I love it so much I’m going to stop in Augusta for reinforcements, aka Aunt Kelsey and all her paraphinalia.
I love the beach enough to agree that Mama and Audrey can ride back with me and bring the new dog. I’m not really a fan of dogs in my car. Max may have to ride on the roof. Except now Linda and Glad are gasping and will never speak to me again. just kidding….
I love the beach so much that I’m putting aside the guilty twinges of leaving Joshua here alone with a fridge full of leftovers and a que list on netflix.
I love the beach.
But I love blogging too, so don’t miss us too much while we’re gone, if anyone out there actually reads this semi-regularly. I tried to post a counter so I could be all cool like Kim, but it didn’t work. I think God knows I need to be writing for myself and Him first and not caught up in whether or not others care. Working on that…
Speaking of, if you did need a Brackett randomness fix, I’m guest posting over at Julia’s on Friday.
and I might hack my mom’s computer some this week to give you a beach update.
(we’re not in Hawaii of course, but I’m so excited to get my toes in some beach sand we might as well be)