I had a three day weekend, and boy howdy, was it appreciated. Things have been a little ragged lately – my calendar looks like an enthusiastic graffiti artist had a good time with it. Summer school started for my one kid, the other two have been doing minimal chores and staying in their pajamas all day and my husband has been out of town on the first of several week-long business trips. I’ve got several of my own trips planned for business, and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to get everything done.
But! I am determined to do fun things as a family this summer, and so we saw Jurassic World. It was great. Then we came home and watched this silliness:
Really, the raptors on motorcycles would have been sa-weeeeet, and we missed Dr. Ian Malcolm but other than that, we enjoyed the heck out of it.
Anyway, Saturday we did some stuff, I don’t even remember what, but had a nice day. And then Sunday, we headed to the beach. In typical Sonoma County coast fashion, it was overcast and cool, but we had a blast anyway. I took a bunch of photos with my Big Girl Camera, and did a Periscope broadcast from the beach, until my kids started talking about farts and other rude things and I decided MAYBE that’s not what I should be broadcasting to the world. Or, like, the seven people who were watching when that started up. Sorry about my rude kids, random internet strangers!
Anyway, we had a great time playing in the sand and no one barfed in the car on the windy roads home. Victory!