A little beach in the city

Yesterday after work, Lester took the kids to Herring Run Park. They played a little on the swings - which is Clair's favorite thing to do. And then they wandered back to the wooded part of the park, where there's a trail, lots of good climbing rocks and a sandy area along the stream.


They played in and along the sand, and came home with sand in their hair.

They tossed rocks into the stream and made ripples.

 
And they overturned logs and planks, in search of bugs and wriggly things.  Here, Lester told me later, Clair had just touched a slug, then licked her fingers and made a smacking sound. {Shudder!}

All of this awesomeness (and grossness) -- just three minutes from our house!

Baltimore City: My love/hate relationship with you is heavy on the love right now, just because of things like this.

End of vacation blues

I've got the end of vacation blues. I'm back at home, in the searing heat of the city; there's laundry to do and grocery shopping and email to return. I'll have to start cooking tomorrow for the week, and there is not even the slightest hint of saltwater in the air. Saddest of all, Kohr Bros. does not have a frozen custard stand on every corner here. I don't know when I'll get another chocolate/vanilla swirl of love and goodness on a cone.

Maybe next year?

To help lift my sagging spirits, here are a few more photos of us on the beach. It really was an amazingly good time.

Beach bros. and their handsome Daddy. Cary was none too pleased about having to take more photos.

Clair LOVED this sand pit; we couldn't keep her out of it. There's still sand in her hair. There will probably be sand in her hair until Christmas. 

Ahoy, matie! Doesn't he have the cutest little impish grin?

Cary is so silly. This is what he did when I said, "Really smile."

My handsome, sweet Deanie. I can't tell you how much it warmed my heart to see how he cared for Clair while we were on our trip. At one point, on an amusement park ride, Dean reached behind himself and held on to the hem of Clair's dress the entire ride, because he said he thought she was going to be scared. Awwww. Such a sweetie.

Me and Cary, taking a stroll along the beach.  As we were walking, Cary said, "Let's keep going until we get to the end." Awww.

See allllll the sand in Clair's hair? That was not even half of it. 

Hello, favorite photo of the entire vacation. (No filter!)
We've discovered that our favorite time to go to the beach is between 5-ish and 8. We're not middle of the day beach people (too hot), and we can't get our acts together to get to the beach at 8 a.m.  So evening beach-going it is. It is so pretty at that time, and the water is calm, and the sand is cool. It's perfect.

And here we are., the senior Davises. No photos of the bottom half of me in a bathing suit are allowed until I get back into the realm of respectability.  Maybe next year?

P.S. Cary and Dean never did get in the water. Maybe next year?

So far, this trip is beachy

We are having a great time at the beach, eating seafood (us) and junk food (the kids and us), and sand (Clair).

 I am trying to be unplugged as much as possible while I'm here, but I'm determined to stay in the groove of blogging, lest I lose my mojo.

So, just to keep the home fires burning, I'm posting a few pics. A real re-cap will come post vacation.

Clair is the only one of my children who will even get close to the water.  She isn't quite diving in, but she wil sit with me and let the waves lap around her toes and legs.

I love Bethany because it is so clean and so quiet and perfect for families. At 9 a.m., we virtually had the beach to ourselves.

People keep asking us, "Are they triplets?" Seriously, people.  Why do you hate me?

We've been lounging a lot, napping, playing with floor puzzles, eating frozen custard (YUM!) and walking through town, even well past the kids' bedtimes. Lester and I have been watching back-to-back episodes of "Damages" on Netflix when the kids finally do CRASH (and I do mean crash) for the night, and we have to will ourselves to stop watching.

Later on today, we're going for a family bike ride, and later on this week we have plans to go to a water park, and to the kiddie fun park at Rehoboth Beach (where I intend to eat more frozen custard.)

Lots of fun. Lots of food. Lots of sun. Lots of relaxing.

So far, so good, vacation. So far, so good.