As our school year drew to a close, Clint and I were excited to set off on another beach adventure with one of our favorite kiddos. I’ve already recounted our trials in traveling with a toddler a couple of years ago, now we have ourselves an official “big boy.” After remarking to Connor that he was “my baby,” he quickly informed me that he’s “already been a baby, and now he is a person.” Thanks, kid!
We discovered that travelling with a kid instead of a toddler does not require fewer bags. Our car was again packed to the brink with clothes, swimsuits, beach umbrellas, sand toys, snacks, coolers, electronics (both mine and his – 3 iPads between us all!) and about a million other things.
Although we set off with grand plans of water parks, movies, aquariums, and other exciting events, we ended up spending almost all of our time hanging out at the beach or the pool making friends. Hearing the phrase “Wanna play?!” from the mouths of children reminds me of that childhood innocence and the deep belief that everyone is inherently your friend. I think that adults could take a few tips from our younger counterparts in that regard.
All in all, we had a great trip. The three of us were exhausted by the end of the trip – Connor was even asleep before we pulled out of the condo parking lot! Clint and I stopped for a quick dinner with Mimi and Grandpapa (Connor’s 2nd shift stand-in parents) and then headed back home to get ready for our next trip!