The drive to and from the beach with three children actually was quite uneventful. Luckily, John bought new (to them) dvd's of Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers and we watched over 600 minutes of that on the trip. Needless to say when I walked through various places and am singing Rescue Rangers theme song you know why.
The beach itself was quite fun. Linley didn't scream at each and every wave so that was a major plus. It wasn't burning up so that was also a blessing. However, it was quite windy and we didn't get to in the waves as much.
The seagulls were very entertaining. I would say there were anywhere from 50-100 on any given day. They were staying a little bit in from the beach due to a low spot where alot of water from the monsoon they had the week before. So, we had to walk through poop infested water to get back to the boardwalk. That was quite interesting. Ethan and Caleb didn't enjoy walking through poop everytime we had to go back. You can imagine the conversations and funny runs through it.
Speaking of seagulls... we were sitting on the beach building sand castles when the kids wanted snack time. So, we get out our snacks and enjoy ourselves. Of course, we had a couple spills of cheeze its and graham crackers but no biggee. Then, all of a sudden I notice the sea gulls getting closer and closer. They are no longer walking on the beach but are starting to fly overhead. Then, they swoop in lower and lower to where they are about 10 feet above us. Squawking warnings at us. Side note: did I mention I'm not a fan of Wizard of Oz because of the flying monkeys? Yes, this is what those seagulls reminded me of. Back to story: Caleb, Linley and I start noticing how close these are when they suddenly start swooping down right at us trying to get our snacks, especially the ones that are scattered around us on the sand. They take turns squawking and swooping as fast as they can getting pieces of snack. I, of course, do not play it very cool. Picture 7 month pregnant woman, surrounded by three children, and angry, menacing seagulls swooping down at us. I jump up and run as fast as I can in circles screaming at John. I'm sorry, but what can he do? He's right next to me building a castle. So, Ethan and Caleb jump up and start grabbing sand and throwing it trying to deter those mongrels and Linley is just sitting there watching all this happen. I am running around like a raving lunatic screaming while I just left my two year old sitting in the midst of it all. John then brings that to my attention. I then muster as much courage as possible and enter the ring of flying seagulls and retrieve Linley while the boys are trying to chase them. Those flying monkey seagulls stayed flying overhead of us for about 20 minutes...as long as they could see the snack bags!!!!!!! If we even put a hand in the snack bag they would all fly over to us thinking it was treat time.
Needless to say, the beach was wonderful and we had a great time...all except for the seagulls.
We also went put-put golfing. Ethan and Caleb were Tiger Woods with 3 hole in ones between the two of them plus a couple Happy Gilmore shots. John and I were the only two who landed our golf balls in the water stream, with all three kids missing it. How is that possible?
