Dan and I left the house at 2pm to pick up Sophia and Megan. We took the backroads from Woodinville to Hwy 18 and, no sooner did we hit Fall City, but Sophia piped up that she had to go to the bathroom. One of those times we sorely missed the RV.
A pit stop later (thanks to the wonderful new bathrooms at the park in Preston), we were enroute again.
To keep a long story short, after traffic on Hwy 18 and I-5, a stop in Olympia for fast food and a stop in Aberdeen in search of sand toys, it was 8pm before we finally arrived. The kids have learned to ask "are we there yet?" in several different ways. My favorite was Megan's new approach, "Mom, are we closer to home or closer to Ocean Shores?" which was asked at least six times between Tacoma and Olympia.
Saturday turned out to be "just what the Dr. ordered" even if the weather was not the greatest. It was foggy and windy all day, but turned out that we needed a "down" day after two busy weeks of back-to-school madness. Thanks to an article in the paper, we picked up s'mores makings (thinking raw s'mores would be OK) and the cashier promptly told us to try the microwave - voila! It worked and the girls (and I) couldn't have been happier. We did brave a wander out to the beach and tried to fly a kite - but the wind simply destroyed it. The day was saved with the BBQ and a visit to the pool and hot tub. The new facilities at Surfcrest are quite nice.
Windy and cold - but the girls were determined to play in the sand. About now, we're missing the warm beaches of Spain. =)
Getting the kite airborne was easy -- but this was a whimsical, cheap kite and the wind ate it for a snack.
Sophia was determined to play with her bucket ... once on the path back, the wind wasn't so bad.
Woke up Sunday to a treat - the sky was clear and the weather warm (well, about as warm as it gets on the Washington coast). We had a leisurely breakfast and wandered out for lunch - of all things, had a teriyaki picnic in the back of the truck, on the beach. You can't beat the view.
The girls started goofing off in the sand and wound up "sand diving" - looked painful, but they were giggling up a storm. They happily spent about 30-minutes in the shower while Dan and I emptied the truck of sand, I mean, loaded up the truck to head home.
All told, a rather uneventful weekend. Low key and time with the family were the focus. We even got in a few rounds of "Pigs" before the girls lost interest in the game in favor of a movie (borrowed from the front office, of course). Home in time to do laundry and get ready for the week ahead.
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