We are in our final week of summer vacation over here, and we’re trying to squeeze every last bit of fun out of our final days together. I had this great idea to make a last minute trip to San Antonio and go to Fiesta Texas one last time. Unfortunately, it just didn’t work out with Derek’s work. Boo! Have I mentioned that Derek has a new job? Same company, different job, different location. He’s working out in Katy now, which is a bummer of a commute for him, taking over an hour each way. It’s also a really busy job-the kind of job where there is always something that needs to be done, always a deadline, always a meeting, etc. He’s usually gone about 12 hours a day which has definitely been an adjustment for us. The good thing about this job is he has to wear fancy work clothes. I just think he’s so cute with a shirt and a tie! I know it’s not his preferred way to dress, but I secretly love it. He’s a die hard t-shirt kind of guy, and this is the first time he’s ever had to wear fancy clothes day in and day out.
Anyway, my big idea for a last minute road trip was squelched by mr. fancy pants. But, he was on board with an evening at the beach! Sunday night, we loaded up and drove to Galveston. It was a beautiful, breezy (somewhat) cool afternoon. The kids played in the sand and dug for clams. We did some boogie boarding on the “waves”, and tormented some people staying at a beach house by walking within 2 feet of a massive sandcastle, clearly their crowing achievement of the day. The castle was really, really cool and the kids wanted to see it close up. We walked over to it, the whole time Derek and I saying on repeat “do not mess it up, guys. Just look. We aren’t going to destroy the awesome castle.” Suddenly, we heard a huge ruckus coming from the beach house. “Get away from our castle!! Get away!!” I had to dig really deep inside to the recesses of self-control to not mess up that castle. The people came running out of their house and stormed to the beach to check their castle. It was really nuts! I wonder if they realize there is this thing called the tide and the castle is actually made out of sand.
Like I said there was lots of digging…
And some serious Connor concentration to find as many little clams as possible.
There was time spent in the water.
There was a little sister attack…
and a group hug.
We even took a few family pictures with our friend, the self timer. Because I was using my 85mm lens with these, I had to sprint from the camera to the fam to make it in time. I’m sure it was quite the (jiggly) sight!
We even took it a notch higher and tried to get a self-timed family jumping shot. Connor and I nailed it, and Derek would have except for a certain 3 year old underfoot. Sweet Logan just couldn’t quite get the timing down. But I love this picture anyway. Also? One of us isn’t quite as tan as the others. I’m not naming names…
Even though Galveston isn’t the prettiest beach around, and the sand is ridiculously hard to get off of everything, I’m still so thankful to live in a place where we can enjoy a fun night like this. And I’m even more thankful for the people I get to spend it with.