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| Brin casually dragging her bedtime buddies to the living room |
After tucking our "short ones" into bed at Mam and Papa's, we headed back to our house to pack our own bags and get ready for our very early morning flight. We managed to get everything in 2 carry-ons, with room to spare. After all, how much can you really need at the beach?
After a full day of almost missed connecting flights, stiff arming time share people and please just find me a drink and some food check-in people, we made it to the ocean. First things first. Find shells for the girls.
That night we called home to let them know how much we missed them and that we were bringing them something from the ocean. Brin just answered us with short stories about her dinner with Papa completely oblivious to the fact we were so far away.
Then Emmy gets on the phone. Oh boy. Did she have lots of questions.
"When are you coming home? Do I get a prize?"
Yes, dear, we got you a surprise.
"What is it? A Rapunzel Tower?"
I can't tell you, it's a surprise.
"But, but, what is it?"
We found you some seashells.
"You diiiiiiid! I want a Rapunzel Tower."
Yes, for you and for Sugar Bear. Maybe you can have a Tower when we get home.
"Ahhhhhh, ok. What color are they?"
White and pink
"I want a purple one"
They don't have purple ones
"Where are you?"
We're at the beach.
this is when the long pause started....
Emmy? Hello, Emmy?
"Mama."
Yes, Baby.
"Do you have crabs?"
(why is my four year old asking me that question!?!)
No, honey, I don't have crabs.
"Are you sure Mama? You get crabs on the beach."
No sweetheart, but I bet I could find some in Cancun.
"What?"
Nothing sweetheart, there are no crabs here.
"Diego says there are crabs on the beach."
Sometimes there are.
"But, you need crabs"
No honey, I don't think anyone needs crabs....
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| Mike and I on a crab free beach |
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