So we like to go down to San Diego during the summer… we rent a house on the beach — 15 feet from the sand — and RELAX. Which I can tell you we all needed BADLY. My husband works a ton and needed the break, and I was looking forward to having a week of not thinking about sad stuff all the time.
And guess what awaited us there? The coldest summer on record in San Diego in 99 years…. NINETY-NINE YEARS! Are you kidding me?? It was a lot of long-sleeved shirts and not enough sun… but we did relax.
It didn’t affect the kids, of course… they had a blast. I think it’s so funny how kids get all uppity about taking baths, or getting shots, or getting their picture taken (yeah, that one hurts), or being in the car too long… yet they are perfectly fine going in the ocean when the water temperature is BELOW 60 DEGREES!! It made me realize that I’ve been way to soft on these kids… they are WAY tougher than I originally thought. It might be time for them to get a job. I might just start with making them empty the dishwasher and fold socks. Maybe.
