Fortunately everyone got along great. The kids played beautifully together and having four adults there full-time made it easier on everyone. We all felt like we had really been on vacation, which, as most parents know, is a rarity when you travel with small children and no nannies or babysitters.
In the week we were there we had gorgeous weather, so we did all the typical beachy stuff:
- we ran races;
- we looked for shells;
- we dug holes and made sandcastles;
- we visited Savannah;
- we wrote our names in the sand;
- we watched a quick rain shower from under our tent, and then were rewarded with a spectacular, full, double rainbow;
- we played in the surf;
- we went out to dinner so we could eat our weight in seafood (oh wait, that was just me);
- and we played with sparklers on the beach.
We were all sad when it was time to go home. But our beach vacation had done its job: we were sandy, happy, relaxed, and refocused on what we treasure most.