I am thrilled that we finally pulled off a quick “photo shoot” of the boys and I during our time here at the beach. And when I say photo shoot- I mean actually brushing my hair, making the boys get in something besides their swimming trunks and having my Mom snap some shots from my phone. Every year when the boys and I come down for our two week stay at my parent’s beach house, I think about how nice it would be to grab some pictures. But until this summer I had never actually executed.
I am so happy that we finally made it happen.
This is our sixth summer that the boys and I have come down to the beach for some Family Fun & Florida Sun, and one that started when I quit working full time when Sweet B was born. I hope it is a tradition that we can continue forever, but I know that things change so I am just trying to soak it all up. (We actually really considered whether or not we should even come this summer with everything going on…)
With the boys turning nine and six this summer I am just reminded about how quickly it all goes.
Since I grew up in south Florida, I have always been a beach girl. The more sand in my shoes, the better. And I love that this time at the beach every summer is giving them similar experiences, even though we live far from the ocean. I hope they will always remember this special time with their grandparents and extended family. And of course with their mama! (a huge thanks to my hubby at home working and holding down the fort)
The pictures aren’t perfect, but neither is life with a nine and six year old. These pictures were impromptu and casual. We literally crawled out of the pool and into our clothes. I had to blow dry the boys hair from being in the pool so they wouldn’t be dripping! It took less than 10 minutes and I may or may not have bribed them with a trip into the water when we were done.
Mamas (and Grandmas!) – if you have ever thought about doing a photo shoot- I encourage you to make it happen! I am wishing I would have done this every summer to see them grow up the past 6 years, and I am hoping to make this a summer tradition moving forward.
After all, we really only have 18 summers…