Two weeks ago, I headed out on my first solo road trip with my boys. They really proved what great road trippers they are on the way to and from Amarillo a few weeks before. So when a beloved relative died in Corpus Christi, I decided to take the boys to his funeral with me, and head to the beach after. My boys had never been to the beach before, so I had to take this opportunity to introduce them to one of my favorite things. Some of my favorite memories as a kid are from our Summer vacations to Freeport Beach and South Padre Island. I was hoping they would love it too.
Thankfully my parents and Mark and Winston were there to help. I am not sure I would have survived it, if I hadn't had my awesome family there to help with Drew and Cooper. We headed out Thursday after VBS (yes, I set out on a 7 hour drive after a long week of VBS), and made it to CC for a late dinner with my parents. Along the way we only stopped for lunch in Hillsboro, ice cream (DQ) in Pleasanton, and gas just outside of CC. Not bad for a 7 year old and a not yet 4 year old, I was pretty impressed with that.
After the funeral Friday morning, and lunch we loaded up and headed down to Padre Balli Park. We were able to park our cars, and spend a few hours playing in the surf and building a sand castle. Drew wasn't too interested in the water, he mostly just wanted to build a sandcastle. Cooper wasn't too interested in the sand (he doesn't like to get dirty), so he spent his time bringing us buckets of water. Cooper wasn't at all intimidated by the water or the waves. He kept trying to go out deeper. He even dove in head first to swim to me.
Cooper got a little sand in his eyes and had to have Grandpa rinse his it out.
My handsome boy wishing I would hurry up and take the picture so he can get back to building.
A rare shot of Cooper digging in the sand.
Hopefully the only picture of me in a swimsuit any one will ever see.
But I had to document my boys' first trip to the beach.
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