Mark, Renee, and I are back from our first FULL family vacation of the summer. Myrtle Beach was an absolute blast! I'm just glad we got there before Hannah decided to make an appearance! On a really high note the waves were awesome! Mark and I were impressed that they rivaled that of Bellows Beach in Hawaii (6 foot waves at times). Needless to say I got some great body boarding in (a past love of mine). I only busted my knee up once, so I am thrilled! Mark, the poor guy, cut his foot up and his knee, and got some shell lodged in his foot. OOO. At least I got to play Doctor Jenny for a while.
I'm not one who can sit on a beach and sun for 8 hours at a time. A relaxing day for me involves construction of many sand castles, playing in the water, getting freaked out by the nature that consequently RESIDES in the water, catching little beach animals and stuffing them in buckets, and trying (usually not succeeding) to build a fort that withstand the constant battering of waves! The nice part is now I have a little cohort and Renee loves doing many of the same things that I do (minus going into the water...that does not thrill her at all), I so don't look like a total fool when I am out "playing". Man, kids are great!
The first night we took Renee down to Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville. She loved it (heck, I loved it)! They had a giant "party" hurricane, a dude on stilts making balloon animals, and pretty decent food. After that we rode a few rides and then crashed back at the hotel. Our first day on the beach Renee met a little girl and they played around all morning long making sand pies and burring each other in the dirt. It was very sweet. In the afternoon we discovered our pool and the AWESOME slide that our hotel had. (Once again I'm not one to sit in a chair and soak up the sun....) I tried in vain to get Renee on the slide, but she was having NOTHIING to do with it.
Most days involved the beach in the morning, lunch out or in the room, naps, pool time, dinner, and then either crashing, shopping, or night walking on the beach. It was great. Towards the end of the trip Renee did go down the slide with me, and with some persuading (forcibly pushing her down the slide.) she went all by herself. (Mark caught her at the bottom the first 4 times...after that she was on her own!) Once we got her on the slide she didn't get off. I seriously think we climbed that thing 80 times, and every time she went down it she screamed the WHOLE way! We had people stopping us in the elevator asking if that was the "little sweetie" on the slide that they heard (that's Southern for "shut your child up next time). he he he.
The second to last day Renee almost made me die! She was in our hotel room when she picked up a long decorative pillow, carried it over to Mark and myself, and said "Hey Mom, this is kinda like a beetch." (In Renee's high and squeaky voice.) I did a double take and PRAYED I did NOT hear what I think I just heard....
"Renee, what did you just say?"
"I SAID, Mom it's kinda like a BEETCH!"
Mark coins in (trying not to laugh as I give him the GLARE from hell), "Honey, what is that?"
"It's a BEEETCH! A BEEETCH Dad!"
Praying that my daughter had not just turned down a horrible path I ask her another question, "Renee what do you do with a Beetch?"
"Mom, you sit on it. It's a beetch."
My heart stops beating 200 miles per hour. I thank GOD she doesn't have a potty mouth, and Mark and I lose it and start laughing hysterically. It's her BENCH! Oh how I love my child.
Overall our trip was very fun. The slide, the ocean, the sun, and the family time together...it was perfect. *smiles*
Blessings!
Jenny
I'm not one who can sit on a beach and sun for 8 hours at a time. A relaxing day for me involves construction of many sand castles, playing in the water, getting freaked out by the nature that consequently RESIDES in the water, catching little beach animals and stuffing them in buckets, and trying (usually not succeeding) to build a fort that withstand the constant battering of waves! The nice part is now I have a little cohort and Renee loves doing many of the same things that I do (minus going into the water...that does not thrill her at all), I so don't look like a total fool when I am out "playing". Man, kids are great!
The first night we took Renee down to Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville. She loved it (heck, I loved it)! They had a giant "party" hurricane, a dude on stilts making balloon animals, and pretty decent food. After that we rode a few rides and then crashed back at the hotel. Our first day on the beach Renee met a little girl and they played around all morning long making sand pies and burring each other in the dirt. It was very sweet. In the afternoon we discovered our pool and the AWESOME slide that our hotel had. (Once again I'm not one to sit in a chair and soak up the sun....) I tried in vain to get Renee on the slide, but she was having NOTHIING to do with it.
Most days involved the beach in the morning, lunch out or in the room, naps, pool time, dinner, and then either crashing, shopping, or night walking on the beach. It was great. Towards the end of the trip Renee did go down the slide with me, and with some persuading (forcibly pushing her down the slide.) she went all by herself. (Mark caught her at the bottom the first 4 times...after that she was on her own!) Once we got her on the slide she didn't get off. I seriously think we climbed that thing 80 times, and every time she went down it she screamed the WHOLE way! We had people stopping us in the elevator asking if that was the "little sweetie" on the slide that they heard (that's Southern for "shut your child up next time). he he he.
The second to last day Renee almost made me die! She was in our hotel room when she picked up a long decorative pillow, carried it over to Mark and myself, and said "Hey Mom, this is kinda like a beetch." (In Renee's high and squeaky voice.) I did a double take and PRAYED I did NOT hear what I think I just heard....
"Renee, what did you just say?"
"I SAID, Mom it's kinda like a BEETCH!"
Mark coins in (trying not to laugh as I give him the GLARE from hell), "Honey, what is that?"
"It's a BEEETCH! A BEEETCH Dad!"
Praying that my daughter had not just turned down a horrible path I ask her another question, "Renee what do you do with a Beetch?"
"Mom, you sit on it. It's a beetch."
My heart stops beating 200 miles per hour. I thank GOD she doesn't have a potty mouth, and Mark and I lose it and start laughing hysterically. It's her BENCH! Oh how I love my child.
Overall our trip was very fun. The slide, the ocean, the sun, and the family time together...it was perfect. *smiles*
Blessings!
Jenny
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What a fun trip! I can't wait to go to the beach again....I could use a little relaxation time in the sun, but I think I'll have to wait a while with our new little man. :) Hugs to you!
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