It’s an unwritten rule that when you take a family vacation to the beach, at some point you must get the family dressed up and head to the shore for the group pics. I used to dread this event. With. A. Passion. When the kids were younger I had to resort to scary big daddy voice in order to get them to line up and smile. I mean, smile at the same time. In the same millisecond. Instead of handing them a story to remember, I handed them a nightmare to run away from. It didn’t work out the way I wanted.
So we changed. We’ve only got a few years with these dearies before they leave our hive, so let’s not waste a chance for an awesome memory. Now we give the kids more freedom, and they give us this:
If you want to see the real photo essay of our trip, Sarabeth has a great series running here, here, here and here.
I’m out of words now…
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Next year it’s white shirts and khaki’s ALL THE WAY.
Love the pics and the reminder.
somehow, these photos fit your family perfectly– y’all are soooooo not POD people