One of the first posts I wrote for this blog in September of 2011 was called “The Beach”
Have a quick read and you’ll understand why I have omitted our sandy coasts from the list of possible family outing locations. But these past 17 months have done wonders to heal the emotional trauma created on that fateful day, and I agreed to return this afternoon.
I now must announce that due to the
two extra set of hands profound growth and maturation of my now three and two year old, from steadfast and strict parenting techniques that began from that day forward, resulting in consistent, dutiful adherence to my rules, astute listening skills, desire and need to please their guardians and therefore quickly follow our every direction, I can officially claim that my love and appreciation for the rolling tides and tranquil magic of the ocean, Pacific or Atlantic, has been restored
See for yourself.
Please feel free to contact me for expert parenting advice.
(Or…just bring a couple of extra adults along with you when you decide to take small children to the beach.)
Fact Check – all statements are true and correct, except for those insinuating I have any idea what the hell I am doing.