What do you do when Autumn refuses to appear? When you are faced with triple digits, fried winter garden seedlings, and frazzled nerves? When you've got a list of to-dos that won't stop and approximately zero patience? Why you blow everything off, pack up the car, beg your husband to leave work a little early (helps that he works for your dad) and hope your little one naps on the way . . .
to the beach! Just 40 minutes away, I always wonder why we don't go more often. Although the very best days to go are when it is super hot at home and those rarely fall on a weekend. Lesson learned: the beach is just as fabulous on a Tuesday afternoon. It was warm enough to actually get in the water! And it was just what this little family needed.