A couple of weeks ago we went to the beach. This was a big deal for me. I don't really do the beach. I dislike having sand on me and in my things, I don't wear swimsuits or even shorts for that matter, the ocean freaks me out and the effort it takes to gather everything needed to spend time at the beach plus driving out to Malibu and parking just all seems like too much work to me.
William had been begging to go though for a while, plus my brother is staying with us and was interested in going. So go we did.
And...it ended up being easy and actually a lot of fun. We were able to park on PCH for free (instead of $12 in the lot) and it was just a short walk down to the beach. The little cove we were in only had a few other families. We took a little picnic lunch. There was a bit of a breeze and the air was pretty cool. Violet wore pants and a cardigan, I was wearing jeans and a light sweater, my brother wore a long sleeve shirt. And William wore a swim suit. How he was not freezing when he was soaking wet is a little boy mystery. Seeing the huge smile on his face and watching him have so much fun made everything worth it and I'm determined to go more often. While we still live so close to the ocean we need to take advantage of it (I've only gone to the beach maybe a dozen times in the 11 years I've lived in So Cal. Kind of sad.)
I need to just remind myself that it doesn't have to be a big production. The whole excursion, including stopping for picnic supplies, only took four hours. We'll be going back again soon for sure.
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