“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.” –e.e. Cummings
Dear friends of ours were renting a house on Cape Cod and wanted us to join them on their vacation. All we had to do was pack our bags and bring some groceries. Beach adventure! It was the first time our family has taken a true Cape get away. We had four days of sand, surf, and good company. Even the day of thunderstorms and tornado warnings was full of fun as the kids made homemade play dough, created endless art projects and enjoyed round after round of hide and seek. Throw in a day on the mini-golf course and tickets collected at the arcade and this beach trip was one for the books! We may have found our annual summertime vacation.
Our friends’ daughter is only two weeks older than Big Brother. Given they live several states away, they haven’t seen each other since they were toddlers. Thankfully they became fast friends upon being reacquainted. They were giggly and joyful, finding endless games and activities to enjoy together, from building sand castles to quiet reading on the couch. During our trip as I watched Big Brother playing with his new-found friend, I was reminded of one of the qualities in him that makes me burst with pride as his mother. He is a master at meeting every friend on their level and interests. He is often oblivious to gender stereotypes in his play. He can get down with mermaids as easily as he gets into superheroes. He can interchange princesses and pirates without flinching. His Waldorf playgroup teacher has told me numerous times that he has the effortless gift of weaving in and out of every group of friends. This boy is a true blue friend. I really love that about him.
The trip wasn’t all easy breezy. My husband was battling fever and a razor blade sore throat during the entire trip (he’s still recovering now that we’re home!). He was such a trooper, though. He somehow managed to put on a smile and enjoy the trip despite the pain. My boys are also notorious for their dreadful sleeping skills. Its been five years since I’ve experienced good sleep. At this point, I’ve just accepted my sleepless state with caffeine as my defense. Take my poor sleepers out of their beds at home almost always equals nighttime woes. We were given three bedrooms, but my family, as usual, ends up in one. In an effort to help my sick husband recover, I gave him a bed to himself and I ended up on a pile of mattresses on the floor with my two sleepless boys. Each morning I stumbled downstairs bleary-eyed and disheveled, but it was nothing multiple cups of tea and the pull of the sea couldn’t fix.
Thank you to our sweet friends for bringing us along on their beach fun. We are forever grateful. xo
This is an overload of photos…but there were just too many good ones.